And alien tears will fill for him pity's long broken urn. For his mourners will all be outcast men, and outcasts always mourn.
Oscar WildeRomance lives by repetition, and repetition converts an appetite into an art. Besides, each time that one loves is the only time one has ever loved. Difference of object does not alter singleness of passion. It merely intensifies it. We can have in life but one great experience at best, and the secret of life is to reproduce that experience as often as possible.
Oscar Wilde