“The urge is always with me to retouch yesterday's canvas with today's paintbrush and cover the things that fill me with regret..”

“I spent my entire life waiting for you, Marianne, and I didn't even know it until you arrived. Being burned was the best thing that ever happened to me because it brought you. I wanted to die but you filled me with so much love that it overflowed and I couldn't help but love you back. It happened before I even knew it and now I can't imagine not loving you. You have said that it takes so much for me to believe anything, but I do believe. I believe in your love for me. I believe in my love for you. I believe that every remaining beat of my heart belongs to you, and I believe that when I finally leave this world, my last breath will carry your name. I believe that my final word--Marianne--will be all I need to know that my life was good and full and worthy, and I believe that our love will last forever.”

“quod me nutrit, me destruit”

“These day's I like to imagine that if a man were to enter through the slash on the book's cover, as if it were a door, he could walk right into the heart of the Inferno.”

“He recoils at the sight of me. Are they suppose to do that?”

“How deep was the grim sorter of the dark and the foul going to send me?”

“If you listen to the wind very carefully, you'll be able to hear me whisper my love for you.”