“The most beautiful thing that could happen to you is also the most dangerous. You'll be defenseless. You cannot dodge it. The strongest becomes weak. You cannot undo it. Even the genius cannot out-plan it. Once it hits you, it hits you straight to the heart. That thing called LOVE.”
“How I miss you so much every time I see your face I just smile and my heart jumps with excitement. how I wish you could miss me the way I miss you. Hoping one day you will love me the way I still love you... Holding me in your arms again. Oh I miss the way you sang to me; the way you held my hand every time we went walking. every time I pass by Elitches I think of you and only you; the time I had my First Kiss.”
“Well, I have lost you; and I lost you fairly;
In my own way, and with my full consent.
Say what you will, kings in a tumbrel rarely
Went to their deaths more proud than this one went.
Some nights of apprehension and hot weeping
I will confess; but that's permitted me;
Day dried my eyes; I was not one for keeping
Rubbed in a cage a wing that would be free.
If I had loved you less or played you slyly
I might have held you for a summer more,
But at the cost of words I value highly,
And no such summer as the one before.
Should I outlive this anguish-and men do-
I shall have only good to say of you.”