“The real meaning of things lies deep down and the real meaning of things is always beautiful because it is simply love.”

“And he knew at that moment that love world never die, that it would never fade away altogether. The time might come when he would meet and marry someone else. He might even be reasonably happy. But there would always be a deep precious place in his heart that belonged to his first real love.”

“But really there was no hurry. It is time to love, he had said downstairs. And time was not always just one second long or even one minute or one hour. Those were artificial divisions, imposed by humankind. Time was infinite. And it was time to love......Even infinity had an end. They had loved. And somehow having loved was quite as beautiful as loving. For of course there was no real end to it. Infinity might have an end, but love did not.”

“Always guarding one's real, precious self in a cocoon of tranquility within a thousand masks.Life itself had become a secret affair.”

“It takes chracter to refuse a man you love more dearly than life merely because marrying him would be the wrong thing to do.”

“And of course the word love has many shades of meaning, as do many, many of the words in our living, breathing language”

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