“At such times I felt something was drawing me away, and I kept fancying that if I walked straight on, far, far away and reached that line where the sky and earth meet, there I should find the key to the mystery, there I should see a new life a thousand times richer and more turbulent than ours.”

“There was a long hard time when I kept far from me the remembrance of what I had thrown away when I was quite ignorant of its worth.”

“I am sitting far from youA thousand miles away from youI sit and write for youA thousand lines I write for youA thousand times I write for you.If love could reach youThousand miles awayI would say it thenI love you – a thousand times.I will come againMuch closer than beforeBut I won’t say it thenFor I will fall in loveA thousand times more.It’s better to restrainUntil its time for the planeI will say it thenI love you a thousand timesA thousand miles away.With every mile I go awayI love you even moreSo please stay awayA thousand miles more”

“For I shall be far away, before these lines are read, in a place where no one will dream of coming to look for me.”

“RememberRemember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand,Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.Remember me when no more, day by day, You tell me of our future that you planned: Only remember me; you understandIt will be late to counsel then or pray.Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.”

“Am I walking toward something I should be running away from?”