“Come, come, whoever you are,wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving, it doesn't matter.Ours is not a caravan of despair.Come, even if you have broken your vow a hundred times.Come, come again, come.”

“Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn't matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again , come , come.”

“Come, come, whoever you are, come.Infidel, idolator, Wanderer, fire-worshipper, it doesn't matter, come.Ours is not a convent of despair.Come, even if you have broken your vow a hundred times,Come, come again.”

“...the usual icing period (where the doctor doesn't come right away but leaves you there to freeze in your paper gown while scraping at the files on the outside of your door making you THINK he is going to come in but he doesn't)...”

“You keep waiting for the heaviness to leave you. You keep waiting for the moment you never think about the ex again. It doesn't come.”

“How could I not have seen this coming, when I looked into your eyes and vowed to be with you forever?”