Branwell Bronte, the sister-eclipsed son in a family of six, caused them and his father great heartache through alcoholism and opium addiction, dying young.  However, in a saner moment, he wrote to Wordsworth of another, healthier craving.

‘I read for the same reason that I ate or drank, because it was a real craving of nature’.

The quotation can also be enjoyed on one of the large, fine porcelain mugs the Bronte Parsonage Museum sells.