I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion. I have shudder’d at it. I shudder no more. I could be martyr’d for my Religion. Love is my religion. I could die for that; I could die for you. My Creed is Love and you are its only tenet. You have ravish’d me away by a Power I cannot resist, and yet I could resist till I saw you, and even since I have you I have endeavored often “to reason against the reasons of my Love.” I can do that no more. The pain would be too great. My Love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.