Gentle reader may you never feel what I then felt May your eyes never shed such stormy scalding heart-wrung tears as poured from mine. May you never appeal to Heaven in prayers so hopeless and so agised as in that hour left my lips for never may you like me dread to be the instrument of evil to what you wholly love.

Dont leave a piece of jewelry at his house so you can go back and get it later he may be with his real girlfriend.

Dusk is just an illusion because the sun is either above the horizon or below it. And that means that day and night are linked in a way that few things are there cannot be one without the other yet they cannot exist at the same time. How would it feel I remember wondering to be always together yet forever apart

Never love a wild thing Mr. Bell Holly advised him. That was Docs mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you cant give your heart to a wild thing the more you do the stronger they get. Until theyre strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. Thats how youll end up Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. Youll end up looking at the sky.Shes drunk Joe Bell informed me. Moderately Holly confessed....Holly lifted her martini. Lets wish the Doc luck too she said touching her glass against mine. Good luck and believe me dearest Doc -- its better to look at the sky than live there. Such an empty place so vague. Just a country where the thunder goes and things disappear.

This is not a goodbye my darling this is a thank you. Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return. Thank you for the memories I will cherish forever. But most of all thank you for showing me that there will come a time when I can eventually let you go.I love you T.

Accept the things to which fate binds you and love the people with whom fate brings you togetherbut do so with all your heart.

They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.

I met an old lady once almost a hundred years old and she told me There are only two questions that human beings have ever fought over all through history. How much do you love me And Whos in charge

Every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own in pain and sickness it would still be dear.

I belong to the people I love and they belong to me--they and the love and loyaty I give them form my identity far more than any word or group ever could.