Émile Zola

Therese Raquin

Beatrix

Never had despair fallen more rigorously on a being, the sinister truth like a flash of flame scorched the eyes of the paralysed woman and penetrated within her with the concussion of a shaft of lightning. 

… and she had remained a child, senselessly believing in a thousand silly things and unable to see life as it really is, dragging along in sanguinary filth of passions.

..now it only remained for her to die, denying love, denying friendship, denying devotedness. Nothing existed but murder and lust.

Disturbing - (+ much love for Kate Winslet, superb audiobook)