Ode to Chocolate

While musing on the film "Our Mutual Friend" the other day, I recalled Bradley Headstone's rather tumultuous proposal of marriage to Lizzie Hexam. And I suddenly thought that his comments would be more appropriately directed to -- chocolate!

So consider these excerpts from Bradley Headstone's proposal as if they were directed toward a new object -- say, Ghirardelli or Lindt:


"You are the ruin of me! No you are, you are the ruin of me. I have no confidence in myself, I have no control over myself when you are near me or in my thoughts – and you are. You are always in my thoughts now. Since first I saw you… that was a wretched, miserable day! There! Now I seem to have reproached you.

I can restrain myself, I can restrain myself. *with great effort* There.

Now you know what I am going to say: I love you. What other men might mean when they use that expression I cannot tell. What I mean is that I am under the influence of some tremendous attraction that I have resisted in vain. You could draw me to fire; you could draw me to the gallows; You could draw me to any disgrace. This confusion in my thoughts is what I mean by your being the ruin of me! But if you were to look favorably on me, you could draw to me to any good-—every good-—with equal force!"

A little off the wall? Perhaps...