Wakefield

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  “In some old magazine or newspaper I recollect a story, told as truth, of a man—let us call him Wakefield—who absented himself for a long time from his wife. The fact, thus abstractedly stated, is not very uncommon, nor, without a proper distinction of circumstances, to be condemned either as naughty or nonsensical. Howbeit, this, though far from the most aggravated, is perhaps the strangest instance on record of marital delinquency, and, moreover, as remarkable a freak as may be found in the whole list of human oddities. The wedded couple lived in London. The man, under pretense of going a journey, took lodgings in the next street to his own house, and there, unheard of by his wife or friends and without the shadow of a reason for such self-banishment, dwelt upward of twenty years. During that period he beheld his home every day, and frequently the forlorn Mrs. Wakefield. And after so great a gap in his matrimonial felicity—when his death was reckoned certain, his estate settled...

"The Pressure of the Moment," by Dara Wier

The pressure of the moment can cause someone to kill
  someone or something

The leniency of consideration might treat with more
  kindness

Which is to be desired. Or at least often to be desired.

But if my house is on fire and you notice, I wish you would
  kill

That fire. But if my hair is on fire, while I'm sure
  you'll be enjoying

The spectacle of it, act quickly or don't act at all. But
  if a sudden

Jarring of us all out of existence is eminent, do
  something.

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