“Could a love of that magnitude die? If it was true love, could it ever die? Was there such a thing as true love?”

“Doc still loved true things but he knew that it was not a general love and it could be a very dangerous mistress.”

“If ever I could love I think it could be with you If ever thought I found somebody so true I wonder if you feel The same way that I do If ever I could love I think it could be with you ”

“This is the true measure of love: when we believe that we alone can love, that no one could ever have loved so before us, and that no one will ever love in the same way after us.”

“Life is pain and everyone dies, but true love lives forever.”

“How easy it is to hate oneself! True grace is to forget. Yet if pride could die in us, the supreme grace would be to love oneself in all simplicity—as one would love any one of those who themselves have suffered and loved in Christ.”