“A life isn't measured in hours and minutes. It's the quality, not the length.”

“Saying you're through with romance is like saying you're done with living, Betty. Life is better with a little romance, you know.”

“It's hard to believe. Where does the times go?' Betty sighs. 'I've always hated that phrase. It makes it would like time went on a holiday, and is expected back any day now. Time flies is another o...”

“Its difficult to ever go back to the same places or people. You turn away, even for a moment, and when you turn back around, everythings changed.”

“That Woman is in love with her own grief.”

“In truth, she hadn't put much thought into whether she was happy before. She supposes that since she never thought about it, she must have been happy. People who are happy don't really need to ask ...”

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of wi...”

“My dear,Find what you love and let it kill you.Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.Let it kill you and let it devour your remains....”

“If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldn't be filled?”