“Never fall in love?""Always," said the count. "I am always in love.”

“I am always in love.”

“I loved you when I saw you today and I loved you always but I never saw you before.”

“Maybe...you'll fall in love with me all over again.""Hell," I said, "I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?""Yes. I want to ruin you.""Good," I said. "That's what I want too.”

“In the fall the war was always there, but we did not go to it anymore.”

“And you'll always love me won't you?YesAnd the rain won't make any difference? No”

“He had never quarreled much with this woman, while with the women that he loved he had quarreled so much they had finally, always, with the corrosion of the quarreling, killed what they had together. He had loved too much, demanded too much, and he wore it all out.”