“I love you as one loves certain dark things.”
“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”
“I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.”
“I don’t love you as if you were the salt-rose, topazor arrow of carnations that propagate fire:I love you as certain dark things are loved,secretly, between the shadow and the soul.”
“I bought you love poetry! 'I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.'" I blink at him. "Neruda. I starred the passage. God," he moans. "Why didn't you open it?”
“I shall do one thing in this life - one thing certain - that is, love you, and long for you, and keep wanting you till I die.”