“Just Me, Just MeSweet Marie, she loves just me(She also loves Maurice McGhee).No she don't, she loves just me(She also loves Louise Dupree).No she don't, she loves just me(She also loves the willow tree).No she don't, she loves just me!(Poor, poor fool, why can't you seeShe can love others and still love thee.)”

“... and she loved a boy very, very much-- even more than she loved herself.”

“Once there was a tree, and she loved a little boy.”

“She loves me-she just doesn't know it yet.”

“She responds by kissing me harder and longer and deeper. She loves me too. She's just afraid.”

“But then she hadn’t just learned to love this summer – she had also learned how to need.”

“Just because she's dead it doesn't mean I stopped loving her or that she stopped loving me. It's just her body that left. The love didn't.—Jenna Richards”