“always either on a peak of happiness or drowning in black waters of despair they loved or they loathed, they lived in a world of superlatives”

“To love you is to love water that either parches the throat by its absence or drowns me with its anger!”

“Affection makes fools. Always, without exception, love digs a channel that's sooner or later flooded by the briny water of despair.”

“Many waters cannot quench love, Nor can the floods drown it.”

“Let me love you, girl who came from the sea. Let us swim to the bottom of the ocean where we can be anything and where no one can find us. We will grow gills and breathe salt water. We will sprout fins and scales and make our home in underground caves. Or else will drown there. But either way, i will be happy”

“It is queer, but my love and longing for the world are always deepened by my absence from it; it's wondrous, don't you think, that a person can swing from despair to gleeful hunger, and that even during these dark days there is happiness to be found in the smallest things?”