“The beauty of a fragment is that it still supports the hope of brilliant completeness.”

“In all my wanderings through this world of care,In all my griefs — and God has given my share –I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown,Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down;To husband out life’s taper at the close,And keep the flame from wasting, by repose:I still had hopes, for pride attends us still,Amidst the swains to show my book-learn’d skill,Around my fire an evening group to draw,And tell of all I felt, and all I saw;And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue,Pants to the place from whence at first she flew,I still had hopes, my long vexations past,Here to return — and die at home at last.”

“..he wanted her.And at another time, as another man, he would have her. Without hesitation. As lover. . . as more.”

“If you were mine, I’d never leave you, Prudence. I couldn’t.”

“I believe in love at first sight…But it’s not the first moment you lay eyes on a person, it’s the moment you first seethe person they truly are.”

“Fair as the moon and joyful as the light;Tot wan with waiting, not with sorrow dim; Not as she is, but was when hope shone bright;Not as she is, but as she fills his dreams.”

“I am running after you, and life, in desperate pursuit. My dream is that someday you will both turn and let me catch you. That dream carries me through every night… I have enclosed a hundred kisses in this letter. You must count them out carefully and not lose any.”

“The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd – The longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.”

“There in bed, happiness comes over me. Not like something that belongs to me, but like a wheel of fire rolling through the room and the world.”

“Eve was happy for her bestie. She just wished she had a guy who would look at her the way Seth looked at her friend, eyes all starry.No, that wasn’t it. Or it wasn’t completely it. Eve knew there were guys at school who liked her and would give her the Seth-look if she gave them the opportunity. But she didn’t want the look from any of those guys. She wanted the look she could give the look back to. She wanted to find a guy she could all-out love who would all-out love her back.”

“Imagination doesn’t always make you long for what you cannot have, but rather thrive in what you do not have.”

“And, at such a time, for a few of us there will always be a tugging at the heart—knowing a precious moment had gone and we not there. We can ask and ask but we can’t have again what once seemed ours for ever—the way things looked, that church alone in the fields, a bed on belfry floor, a remembered voice, a loved face. They’ve gone and you can only wait for the pain to pass. ”