“Much have we loved you... But (speechless) was our love, and with veils has it been veiled.Yet now it (cries aloud) unto you, and would stand revealed before you.And ever has it been that love knows not its own (depth) until .....THE HOUR OF SEPARATION.....”
“Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.”
“Love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation”
“Know this: I love you so fucking much. No other person has been to me what you are. No one else ever will be. - Beckett”
“You’ve never been in love?” “Until you…no. And no one has loved me either.”