“There's nothing that allays an angry mind
So soon as a sweet beauty.”

“It was so much easier to be angry. Being angry made him feel strong, even though-- and this contradiction did nothing to diminish his anger-- he was angry only because his position was so weak.”

“He that will be angry for anything, will be angry for nothing.”

“Nothing is so beautiful as the first few minutes alone with someone who might love one and someone whom one might love. There is nothing so quiet as those minutes, nothing so saturated with sweet expectancy. It is for the sake of those few minutes that one loves, not the many that follow. Never again, they knew, would anything so beautiful happen to them. They would be more joyous perhaps; more ardent too, and immeasurably content with their own bodies, and each other's. But never again would it be so beautiful.”

“But there's nothing half so sweet in life
As love's young dream.”

“Poor me. There's nothing so sweet as wallowing in it is there? Wallowing is sex for depressives.”

“Life in the past was happy for mortals as compared to now. Men led a life, gentle in mind with sweet-speaking wisdom, most beautiful of mortals.”

“There's nothing in this world so sweet as love, and next to love the sweetest thing is hate.”

“Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.”

“Soon. She knew. Soon he would come visiting. Incarnadine and sweet and sad and broken. Just like her.”