Love" and all the obsessive behaviors associated with it, was an absurd emotion.
If I had a hundred kingdoms, I would trade them all for you, my dearest love. I was nothing until you.
How foolish to yearn to ask the very person who'd caused the pain to heal it
Missing you? I could cheerfully murder you.
Either give me your hand, or end it now, and put us both out of our misery
Elizabeth, if you want to be kissed, all you have to do is put your lips on mine.