It shattered something inside me that hadnt been broken before.

And Max the king of all wild things was lonely and wanted to be where someone loved him best of all.

Lost love is still love Eddie. It takes a different form thats all. You cant see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those sense weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.Life has to end she said. Love doesnt.

Do not allow me to forget you

...and when one of them meets the other half the actual half of himself whether he be a lover of youth or a lover of another sort the pair are lost in an amazement of love and friendship and intimacy and one will not be out of the others sight as I may say even for a moment...

People do the damndest things when theyre in love.

The right thing at the wrong tme is the wrong thing.

And yet I have had the weakness and have still the weakness to wish you to know with what a sudden mastery you kindled me heap of ashes that I am into fire.

If love is blind then maybe a blind person that loves has a greater understanding of it.

I am no king and I am no lordAnd I am no soldier at-arms said he.Im none but a harper and a very poor harperThat am come hither to wed with ye.If you were a lord you should be my lordAnd the same if you were a thief said she.And if you are a harper you shall be my harperFor it makes no matter to me to meFor it makes no matter to me.But what if it prove that I am no harperThat I lied for your love most monstrouslyWhy then Ill teach you to play and singFor I dearly love a good harp said she.