“I've loved him my whole life, and somewhere along the way, that love didn't change but grew. It grew to fill the parts of me that I did not have when I was a child. It grew with every new longing of my body and desire until there was not a piece of me that did not love him. And when I look at him, there is no other feeling in me.”

“Imperceptibly the love of these discords grew upon me as my love of music grew stronger.”

“Even now, talking about those days, tears well up in my eyes, my indefatigable heart pounds rebelliously and still suffers, and my former, stormy passion bursts into my soul with these remembrances! Tedious, profound, burning recollections oppress me. I don’t love him any longer: love for my first friend died and grew cold long since, but even now, when I start talking about him, it’s as if I begin to love him all over again! The human heart feels deeply - its innermost depths are immeasurable, dark, and strange; and that which is lost in it often comes to the surface unexpectedly and fills the whole being with long-lost, lifeless feeling.”

“My life was unbalanced. That is, until I found love and grew a second leg.”

“His gold eyes grew very soft. “You said you loved me.”“You knew that already,” I reminded him, ducking my head.“It was nice to hear, just the same.”I hid my face against his shoulder.“I love you,” I whispered.“You are my life now,” he answered simply.There was nothing more to say for the moment. He rocked us back and forth as the room grew lighter.”

“A day will come when everything in my life will be changed, when I shall do good to others, when some one will love me, when I shall give my whole heart to the man whi gives ne his; neanwhile, U will suffer in silence and keep my love as a reward for him who shall set me free.”