“The moment you realize your eyes hurt not because of rubbing them, but because of the tears you wasted, on him.”

“He told you not to cry, but tears keep leaking out of your eyes. And you're glad, because those tears belong to you. They're yours. Your tears. He can't have them. He can't touch them. They're all yours. (182)”

“Do not waste the moment of your life which comes together with death because you will bitterly regret the alienation of your own self.”

“The tears of my eyes watered your heart but failed to evoke a response from the barren grounds of what beats in you. They will still come and I will welcome them because they contain you.”

“Because words were hills and valleys you traveled, so lovely sometimes that they hurt your eyes.”

“Mourn for Ophelia, if you like. Put ashes on your head because Cordelia was strangled. Cry out against Heaven because the daughter of Brabantio died. But don't waste your tears over Sibyl Vane. She was less real than they are.”