“I love you so, you are so much yourself!He is so afraid of his soul:no "I" now but she. She is now within me.And no "she" now but only my fragile "I"At the end of this song, how much I fear that my dreammay not see its dream in her.”

“I love you so much," she whispers. "I love you so much. But I can't. Not right now.”

“Then you my goddess with your immortal lips smilingWould ask what now afflicts me, why againI am calling and what now I with my restive heartDesired: Whom now shall I beguile To bring you to her love? Who now injures you, Sappho? For if she flees, soon shall she chase And, rejecting gifts, soon shall she give. If she does not love you, she shall do so soon Whatsoever is her will.Come to me now to end this consuming painBringing what my heart desires to be brought:Be yourself my ally in this fight.”

“Baby...i can't tell you how much i love you right now. My chest feels like it's going to explode, it hurts so much.”

“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”

“She has a particular penchant for mentally noting how much I drink, how much I eat, how much exercise I get, and the like. These specifics all fall within her purview. So in truth, I don’t remember how much I drink; it's not my job.”