“Loving you is not a choice,It's who I am.Loving you is not a choiceAnd not much reason to rejoice,But it gives me purposeGives me voice to say to the world:This is why I liveYou are why I live.Loving you is why I doThe things I doLoving you is not in my control.But loving you, I have a goalFor what's left of my life...I would live,And I would die for you.”

“I HAD a dove and the sweet dove died; And I have thought it died of grieving: O, what could it grieve for? Its feet were tied, With a silken thread of my own hand's weaving; Sweet little red feet! why should you die - Why should you leave me, sweet bird! why? You liv'd alone in the forest-tree, Why, pretty thing! would you not live with me? I kiss'd you oft and gave you white peas; Why not live sweetly, as in the green trees?”

“Why do you love me, Angela?'Arsehole. Turning my question back on myself. 'Why do I love you?''It's really easy to say I love you, it's another altogether to explain why,' he said.”

“Why can't you say it?" I hardened my voice. "Because I'm telling you, you never have. I'd have remembered."He stared at me with disbelief. [...]"Love you? Of course I love you. Baby, I fucking worship you.”

“That's why for you, you have the right to be cruel to me. No matter how much you make me worry or how much danger you put me in, just as much as you like. But these are not enough 'compensation.' Even if I have to sacrifice my left over life for you, I would not utter a word of complaint.”

“I gave myself to you sooner than I ever did to any man, I swear to you; and do you know why? Because when you saw me spitting blood you took my hand; because you wept; because you are the only human being who has ever pitied me. I am going to say a mad thing to you: I once had a little dog who looked at me with a sad look when I coughed; that is the only creature I ever loved. When he died I cried more than when my mother died. It is true that for twelve years of her life she used to beat me. Well, I loved you all at once, as much as my dog. If men knew what they can have for a tear, they would be better loved and we should be less ruinous to them.”