“Let me be accursed. Let me be vile and base, only let me kiss the hem of the veil in which my God is shrouded.”

“Dear God," she prayed, "let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me be gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry...have too much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere - be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.”

“Oh God, let me not be cured of love, but let my passion grow! Let me love for love's sake!”

“O, let me kiss that hand!KING LEAR: Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality.”

“God, please God, touch me, inflame me, burn me, drive me insane with desire but don't let go of me, do not let go of me. - GABRIEL -”

“Let me, O let me bathe my soul in colours; let me swallow the sunset and drink the rainbow.”