“Tell this to ladies: how a hero manAssail a thick and scandalous giantWho casts true shadow in the sun,And die, but play no truant.This is more horrible: that the darling eggOf the chosen people hatch a creatureOf noblest mind and powerful legWho cannot fathom nor perform his nature.”
“Isn't it true that it's not people who meet, but rather the shadows cast by their imaginations?”
“A person's shadow stood for his legacy, his impact on the world. Some people cast hardly any shadow at all. Some cast long, deep shadows that endured for centuries.”
“Man cannot measure the bounds nor fathom the depths of divine forgiveness...”
“It is said that love does not last, that it is just a momentary spell cast upon your soul by some higher power, or a small trick of the mind. If this were all true, there would be no story to tell.”
“His date kept saying to him, "How horrible . . . Don't, darling. Please, don't. Not here." Imagine giving somebody a feel and telling them about a guy committing suicide at the same time! They killed me.”