These are all, of course, prose excerpts expressed in the most quaintly angsty terms. Enjoy, in a dark, deep, only-happy-when-it-rains way.
"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!"
~Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights
From the 1939 Wuthering Heights movie
"How could you believe me - when I can't believe myself? I've become such a liar. I never lied about anything once upon a time. Now I have to lie, especially to myself. But how can you understand, when I don't myself. I've never understood anything about it, except that one day long ago I found I could no longer call my soul my own."
~Eugene O'Neill, Long Day's Journey into Night
"Some wounds never heal. The second time the sword went in, I aimed it at the place of the first. I am weak there - the place where I had been found out before. My weakness was skinned over by your love. I knew when you healed me that the wound would open again, I knew it like destiny, and at the same time, I knew it as choice."
~Jeanette Winterson, Lighthousekeeping