But the torment of spirit moved faster than ever and devoured me.

When one is hopelessly in love, it is impossible to escape from the pains accompanying one's affection.

Listen!" he said, and he touched his breast; "it is here that you stabbed me, and the point of the knife still continues to penetrate deeper and deeper." He gave a long sigh at the keen recollection of his torture.
"I found myself at last in a thicket, overcome by my distress, like a tree that has been drawn up by the roots.

To me, the only thing that existed in life, in the future, was you.

The thought that you might never be mine was more than I could bear.