Upon your shattered ruins where, This vine will flourish still, as rare, As fresh, as fragrant as of old. Love will not crumble.

In love there are no penalties and no payments, and what is given is indistinguishable from what is received.

Ecstasy cannot be constant, or it would kill.

It seems to me there are no rules, only instances; but perhaps that is because I learned no rules, and am only an instance myself.

The events of childhood do not pass but repeat themselves like seasons of the year.

Of what use to destroy the children of evil? It is evil itself we must destroy at the roots.

It always gives me a shiver when I see a cat seeing what I can't see.