“O, let me kiss that hand!KING LEAR: Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality.”

“Let me, O let me bathe my soul in colours; let me swallow the sunset and drink the rainbow.”

“Let him submit to me! Only the god of death is so relentless, Death submits to no one—so mortals hate him most of all the gods. Let him bow down to me! I am the greater king, I am the elder-born, I claim—the greater man.”

“Let me be accursed. Let me be vile and base, only let me kiss the hem of the veil in which my God is shrouded.”

“Let it crumble! Let the rocks revile me and flowers wilt at my coming. Your whole universe is not enough to prove me wrong. You are the king of gods, king of stones and stars, king of the waves of the sea. But you are not the king of man.”

“He leaned in and kissed her softly. "If you're finally going to let yourself love me, we're going to date.""We sort of have been.""No." He caught her hands and pulled her into his embrace. "We've been trying very hard not to date. Let me show you our world. Let me take you to dinner and whisper temptations. Let me take you to ridiculous carnival rides and symphonies and dances in the rain. I want you to laugh and smile and trust me first. i want it to be real love if you are in my bed.”