“Thus with my lips have I denounced you, while my heart, bleeding within me, called you tender names.”
“Love is the tender passion, that's why I call you my loveling! I hold you dear to the bottom of my heart, that's why I call you my sweetheart.”
“Your name is a golden bell hung in my heart. I would break my body to pieces to call you once by your name.”
“You breathe and my heart stutters. You cry and my heart bleeds. You smile and my heart sings.”
“Thank God, I say, for while I love you so, With that vast love, as passionate as tender, I feel an exultation as I know I have not made you a complete surrender. Here is my body; bruise it, if you will, And break my heart; I have that something still. You cannot grasp it”
“Hey, you called me Sam. My actual name. Not Master or dumbass—” “I have never in my life called anyone dumbass.” “Are you sure?” “Yes. Now, focus.”