“The sun's gone dim, and the moon's gone black. For I loved him, and he didn't love back.”
“I hated him for as long as I could. But then I realized that loving him...that was a part of me, and one of the best parts. It didn't matter that he couldn't love me, that had nothing to do with it. But if I couldn't forgive him, then I could not love him, and that part of me was gone. And I found eventually that I wanted it back."({Lord John, Drums of Autumn}”
“I love you.But he was gone.”
“I woke up and knew he was gone. Straightaway I knew he was gone. When you love somebody you know these things.”
“There's something evil in me that loves evil and degradation--purity's black backside! That loves honesty with a horrid love; or why have I always gone seeking it at the liar's door?”
“Because once you love, it is gone. You love and you cannot call it back.”