“I wanted to tell her that sometimes, in my long sleep, I dreamt of her”

“I want to tell her that I can't pull her down. I want to tell her that she has to let go of my hand in order to swim. I want to tell her that she must live her own life. But I sense she already knows that these options are open to her. And that she, too, has made her choice.”

“I stare at her for a long moment. I want to kiss her. I want to kiss her more than I've ever wanted anything in my life.”

“Here again, I follow a lightBecause I want to end that nightBecause I want to stop the hungerBecause I want to be much strongerBecause, all I ever dreamt to beIs living a life of boredom free I find my mind playing a gameTo seduce a divine cloud of sameOnes that rain only on meadowsThose who bare no signs of sorrows I sing and laugh, I dance and leapI tell her stories of a past too deepI study her well to know the wayTo make her happy, to make her stay But when she rains and I realizeThat she is not what she once wasAnd that my land did not growA plant of love that I don’t know I miss the sun, I miss the windAnd there this cloud’s story endsNo more dances, no more songsThere I count all her wrongs “You have to leave,” I tell her whyshe has to leave to free my skyfor other clouds, big and divinewill never wait nor stand in line There again, I follow a lightBecause I want to end that nightBecause I want to stop the hungerBecause I want to be much strongerBecause, all I ever dreamt to beIs living a life of boredom free”

“There's little of the melancholy element in her, my lord: she is never sad but when she sleeps; and not ever sad then; for I have heard my daughter say, she hath often dreamt of unhappiness, and waked herself with laughing.”

“But soon I loved her completely and wished to possess her, own her, absorb her, eat her. I wanted her in my arms and in my bed, I longed she would open her legs to me”