auto-diagnóstico

"A mente se torna estática; o cérebro estagna; a serena corrente da reflexão é interrompida; o poder pensante do cérebro converte-se em monotonia. Como as águas paradas num tanque apodrecem por causa de sua estagnação, a mente torna-se turva e corrompida pela falta de ação; e a reflexão perpétua sobre um único assunto torna-se monomania." M. E. Braddon

'May she wake in torment!' he cried, with frightful vehemence, stamping his foot, and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. 'Why, she's a liar to the end! Where is she? Not there—not in heaven—not perished—where? Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer—I repeat it till my tongue stiffens—Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living; you said I killed you—haunt me, then! The murdered do haunt their murderers, I believe. I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!'

E. Brontë