He that would eat of love must eat it where it hangs.

They say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same, but I don't think it's possible for you to miss me as much as I'm missing you right now

It's not true that life is one damn thing after another; it is one damn thing over and over.

You wrote me a beautiful letter, I wonder if you meant it to be as beautiful as it was. I think you did; for somehow I know that your feeling for me, however slight it is, is of the nature of love... When you tell me to come, I will come, by the next train, just as I am. This is not meekness, be assured; I do not come naturally by meekness; know that it is a proud surrender to You.

A ghost in marble of a girl you knew Who would have loved you in a day or two.

And reaching up my hand to try, I screamed to feel it touch the sky.

I do not think there is a woman in whom the roots of passion shoot deeper than in me.