Ye who suffer because ye love, love yet more. To die of love, is to live in it.

“There are souls which, crab-like, crawl continually toward darkness, going back…”

“I mean that man is ruled by a tyrant whose name is Ignorance, and that is the t…”

“Adorable ambuscades of providence!”

“What I feel for you seems less of earth and more of a cloudless heaven.”