Its impossible he snapped. Why Because Im Sebastian Lord St. Vincent. I cant be celibate. Everyone knows that.

Right then I wanted to go back in time and relive every moment with him. One more secret smile one more shared laugh. One more electric kiss. Finding him was like finding someone I didnt know I was searching for. Hed come into my life too late and now was leaving too soon. I remembered him telling hed give up everything for me. He already had.

She put one hand on mine. When someone is in your heart theyre never truly gone. They can come back to you even at unlikely times.

Love is not a consequence. Love is not a choice. Love is a thirst. A need as vital to the soul as water is to the body. Love is a precious draught that not only soothes a parched throat but it vitalizes a man. It fortifies him enough that he is willing to slay dragons for the woman who offers it. Take that draught of love from me and I will shrivel to dust. To take it from a man dying of thirst and give it to another whilst he watches is a cruelty I never thought you capable of.

Love After LoveThe time will come when with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door in your own mirror and each will smile at the others welcome and say sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self.Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself to the stranger who has loved you all your life whom you ignored for another who knows you by heart. Take down the love letters from the bookshelf the photographs the desperate notes peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life.

When I walk I walk with you. Where I go youre with me always.

Love is like breakfast with Mildred. Whos Mildred How the heck should I know I dont eat breakfast.

This is what I know. Dont settle for 40 50 or even 80 percent. A relationship-it shouldnt be too small or too tight or even a little scratchy. It shouldnt take up space in your closet out of guilty conscience or convenience or a moment of desire. Do you hear me It shold be perfect for you. It should be lasting. Wait. wait for 100 percent.

I love you more than songs can say but I cant keep running after yesterday...

Out of my thoughts You are part of my existence part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read since I first came here the rough common boy whose poor heart you wounded even then. You have been in every prospect I have ever seen since on the river on the sails of the ships on the marshes in the clouds in the light in the darkness in the wind in the woods in the sea in the streets. You have been the embodiment of every graceful fancy that my mind has ever become acquainted with. The stones of which the strongest London buildings are made are not more real or more impossible to displace with your hands than your presence and influence have been to me there and everywhere and will be. Estella to the last hour of my life you cannot choose but remain part of my character part of the little good in me part of the evil. But in this separation I associate you only with the good and I will faithfully hold you to that always for you must have done me far more good than harm let me feel now what sharp distress I may. O God bless you God forgive you