“Only the margin left to write on now. I love you, I love you, I love you.”

“I love you now as I write this, and I love you now as you read this”

“There is only one page left to write on. I will fill it with words of only one syllable. I love. I have loved. I will love.”

“Only half a page left now. Shall I fill it with 'I love you, I love you'-- like father's page of cats on the mat? No. Even a broken heart doesn't warrant a waste of good paper.”

“I know you. I know this isn't you. And even if it is, I still love you. As much as I always have. You will always be mine. I will always love you, I promised you that when you left, and it's true now.”

“I love you Utanapishtim. Ziasudra. And if I die tonight, my only regret will be that we didn't have more time together. And if I die a thousand years from now, my only regret will be exactly the same.I love you, I love you. I love you”