...unrequited love does not die its only beaten down to a secret place where it hides curled and wounded. For some unfortunates it turns bitter and mean and those who come after pay the price for the hurt done by the one who came before.

Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead. --I shall feel it.She dropped her head again on Marius knees and her eyelids closed. He thought the poor soul had departed. Eponine remained motionless. All at once at the very moment when Marius fancied her asleep forever she slowly opened her eyes in which appeared the sombre profundity of death and said to him in a tone whose sweetness seemed already to proceed from another world--And by the way Monsieur Marius I believe that I was a little bit in love with you.

In this part of the story I am the one whodies the only one and I will die of love because I love youbecause I love you Love in fire and in blood.

She didnt belong anywhere and she never really belonged to anyone. And everyone else belonged somewhere and to someone. People thought she was too wonderful. But she only wanted to belong to someone. People always thought she was too wonderful to belong to them or that something too wonderful would hurt too much to lose. And thats why she liked him-- because he just thought she was crazy.

I guess what Im trying to say is that you are there in everything I am in everything Ive ever done and looking back I know that I should have told you know much youve always meant to me.

After all this timeAlways...

If I love you I will carry for you all your pain I will assume for you all your debts in every definition of the word I will protect you from your own insecurity I will protect upon you all sorts of good qualities that you have never actually cultivated in yourself and I will buy Christmas presents for your entire family. I will give you the sun and the rain and if they are not available I will give you a sun check and a rain check. I will give you all this and more until I get so exhausted and depleted that the only way I can recover my energy is by becoming infatuated with someone else.

Yours is the light by which my spirits born - you are my sun my moon and all my stars.

Last time I saw you I said that it hurt too much to love you. But I was wrong about that. The truth is it hurts too much not to love you.

I can tell if two people are in love by how they hold each others hands and how thick their sanitation gloves are.