I was just forced to read Wuthering Heights for school and this short paragraph was inspired by it
What care do I have for Heaven? Let the angels spit and saints weep, I would fling my soul to the abyss a thousand times over, if only to keep you with me. I want no peace, no forgiveness, no dawn without you! Haunt me, damn me, choke me with your gaze forever, and I will bless the torment. For I am yours, body and soul—yours in love, yours in death, yours in eternity—and I will never, never let you go! Better to burn with you in damnation, then to walk in light bereft of your presence.