“...once I saw you in moonlight and I can tell you - the silvery dust of the stars doesn't shimmer like you...”

“...Other women I can flatter and praise – but to you, I must tell the truth...”

“...I can’t grasp the stars, but I love them – in the same way, I love you...”

“...telling doesn't help me - it helps you. As Wilde says, It is the confession, not the priest, that gives absolution...”

“...you ask me why I compare you to stars - it's simple - that's where your goddess has fled...”

“...loving a fairy lady with a magic song will leave you desolate on a cold hillside ... but from there you can see the stars...”

“...you trace a finger over my scar and uncloak me like a timid star...”