“For she had eyes and chose me.”

“Tis in ourselves that we are thus or thus. Our bodies are our gardens to the which our wills are gardeners.”

“I will deny thee nothing: Whereon, I do beseech thee, grant me this, To leave me but a little to myself.”

“Were I the Moor I would not be Iago.In following him I follow but myself;Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty,But seeming so for my peculiar end.For when my outward action doth demonstrateTh...”

“Have not we affections and desires for sport, and frailty, as men have?”

“Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,Is the immediate jewel of their souls:Who steals my purse steals trash; tis something, nothing;twas mine, tis his, and has been slave to thousands;But he th...”

“Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of a pure heart.”

“Without you in my arms, I feel an emptiness in my soul. I find myself searching the crowds for your face - I know it's an impossibility, but I cannot help myself.”

“So its true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.”

“Your grief is something to be admired the pain of severance. A scar where something used to be.”

“For a long time things were so bad. Very bad. Dark even when there was light.The only thing that kept the dark back was the Forever Shiny Thing that was her secret...It is a word...the word hangs o...”

“If we cant feel into the heart of grief, we cant truly move on to experience hope and joy. We cant be present to what is now, and what is next, because we are bound by the loss and sorrow that hold...”

“How little our careers express what lies in us, and yet how much time they take up. It's sad, really.”

“Tell the truth through whichever veil comes to hand but tell it. Resign yourself to the lifelong sadness that comes from never being satisfied.”

“What a sad story, I thought for so long. Not that I now think it was happy. But I think it is true, and thus the question of whether it is sad or happy has no meaning whatever.”