“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”

“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 saw the way she was looking at you, and I knew that she still loved you. More than that, I know she always will. It breaks my heart, but you know what? I'm still in love with her, and to me that means that I want nothing more than for her to be happy in life. I want that more than anything. It's all I've ever wanted for her.”

“I wanted to fathom her secrets; I wanted her to come to me and say: "I love you," and if not that, if that was senseless insanity, then...well, what was there to care about? Did I know what I wanted? I was like one demented: all I wanted was to be near her, in the halo of her glory, in her radiance, always, for ever, all my life. I knew nothing more!”

“I want to take her into my arms and hold her tight. But at the same time, I know that is the exact opposite of what she wants. She wants to be free, and all I want is to hold her tight against me. ~ Elder”

“She wanted to leave. I loved her too much to make her stay.”