“..And if I'm looking for a definition of love then perhaps this is it. That another person can help fill the empty space inside us. Even when they're gone.”

“Certainly a man can be destroyed by the love of a woman, of this much I'm sure. But do you really believe a man can be saved by this love?”

“Then I pulled off her boots, desperate to enter our world of touch and skin, trailed fingers, that strange elation of lovemaking where the body of another can lift you from your own mortal flesh and put you at some height above a bed of twisted sheets and tangled limbs, with no way of knowing where one self starts and the other ends.”

“Will you no come back again? Better loved you’ll never be,And will you no come back again?”

“Having been bred amongst mountains I am always unhappy when in a flat country. Whenever the skirts of the horizon come on a level with myself I feel myself quite uneasy and generally have a headache.(Letter to Sir Walter Scott, 25 July 1802)”

“There are memories for both of us, of course, but I've learned that memories can have a physical, almost living presence, and in this, Savannah and I are different as well.If hers are stars in the nighttime sky, mine are the haunted empty spaces in beetween...”

“With regard to the work itself, I dare not venture a judgment, for I do not understand it.”