The only thing worse than bad health is a bad name.
The only regret I will have in dying is if it is not for love.
I always had understood that dying of love was mere poetic license.
and it was always without pretensions of loving or being loved although always in the hope of finding something that resembled love but without the problems of love.
but he only found her in the image that saturated his private and terrible solitude.
There's no greater misfortune than dying alone.