“But, my darling, if you love me,' thought Miss Meadows, 'I don't mind how much it is. Love me as little as you like.”

“But for now let me say I love youLater on there'll be time for so much moreBut for now meaning now and foreverLet me kiss you my darling then once moreOnce moreBut for now let me say I love youLater on I must know much more of youBut for now here and now how I love youAs you are in my arms I love youI love youI love you”

“I push everyone I love away." He shrugged. "I don't mind you pushing me away if it means you love me, little sister.”

“Was it too much to ask you to wait for me? To believe in me? Don't you know how much I love you?”

“Dearest darling, how I love you. Words cannot tell how much I love you. So forget it.”

“I never thought before, that there was a woman in the world who could affect me so much by saying so little. But don't be hard in your construction of me. You don't know what my state of mind towards you is. You don't know how you haunt and bewilder me. You don't know how the cursed carelessness that is over-officious in helping me at every other turning of my life WON'T help me here. You have struck it dead, I think, and I sometimes wish you had struck me dead along with it.”