…while he spoke my very conscience and reason turned traitors against me, and charged me with the crime in resisting him. They spoke almost as loud as Feeling: and that clamoured wildly. OH, comply!
I will keep the law given by God; sanctioned by man. I will hold to the principles received by me when I was sane, and not mad–as I am now. Laws and principles are not for the times when there is not temptation: they are for such moments as this, when body and soul rise in mutiny against their rigour; stringent are they, inviolate they shall be. If at my individual convenience I might break them, what would be their worth?
They have a worth–so I have always believed; and if I cannot believe it now, it is because I am insane–quite insane: with my veins running fire, and my heart beating faster than I can count its throbs. Preconceived opinions, foregone determinations, are all I have at this hour to stand by:
There, I plant my foot.
-Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre