“it was only a hopeless fantasy,it passed like an april day,but a look and a word and the dreams they stirredthey have stolen my heart away.”

“My love is unique an none can rival her. Just by passing, she has already stolen away my heart.”

“Your sweet thank-you touches my heart, take my breath away, my only love. This day is only I have got.”

“In this respect, our townsfolk were like everybody else, wrapped up in themselves; in other words, they were humanists: they disbelieved in pestilences. A pestilence isn't a thing made to man's measure; therefore we tell ourselves that pestilence is a mere bogy of the mind, a bad dream that will pass away. But it doesn't always pass away and, from one bad dream to another, it is men who pass away, and the humanists first of all, because they have taken no precautions.”

“My love is unique. No one can rival her, for she is the most beautiful girl alive. Just by passing, she has stolen my heart.”

“It was a lovely afternoon - such an afternoon as only September can produce when summer has stolen back for one more day of dream and glamour.”