“Sorrow too deep to tell, your majesty,
You order me to feel and tell once more.”

“If you can't tell your sister,
If you can't tell a priest,
'Cause it's so deep you don't think that you can speak about it
To anyone,
Can you tell it to your heart?
Can you find it in your heart
To let go of these feelings…”

“If you tell me how you get your feeling of importance, I'll tell you what you are.”

“Hold me close and tell me how you feel
Tell me love is real.”

“Tell me a story of deep delight.”

“Tell me your relation to pain, and I will tell you who you are!”

“Tell me a story.
In this century, and moment, of mania,
Tell me a story.
Make it a story of great distances, and starlight.
The name of the story will be Time,
But you must not pronounce its name.
Tell me a story of deep delight.”

“tell me how does it feel with my teeth in your heart!”

“Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
With your one wild and precious life?”

“There is nothing wrong with crying. Your feelings tell you who are. They tell what is important. Don't ever be ashamed of them.”