If he wasn’t careful, he could love her. Dear God. He wouldn’t allow that to happen. Couldn’t allow that to happen. As they reached the dry sanctuary of the library once more, he turned his mind to the task at hand. Getting his wife naked. He kissed her again, then began working on her buttons. from Her Lovestruck Lord by Scarlett Scott
An emotional blog review: "When it was all over and my heart was broken once again I cried. I cried for Proctor and I cried for his wife. I cried for the injustice of an innocent man being hanged for refusing to confess to a lie. I cried for the tears in Richard Armitage’s eyes and the way his bottom lip wobbled as he took his applause, and I cried for me … because I knew I would never get to see it again." http://kathrynruthd.wordpress.com/2014/08/24/i-cry-for-proctor-and-for-me/
At the heart is an immense performance from Richard Armitage who perfectly captures the profound inner conflict within John Proctor, a man increasingly at odds with both his wife and the society in which he lives.
'I have found that holy place of rest Still changeless.' MRS. HEMANS. When Mr. Thornton had left the house that morning he was almost blinded by his baffled passion. He was as dizzy as if Margaret, instead of looking, and speaking, and moving like a tender graceful woman, had been a sturdy fish-wife, and given him a sound blow with her fists. He had positive bodily pain, - a violent headache, and a throbbing intermittent.. - Chapter XXVI, Mother and Son, North and South #elizabethgaskell…