“The joys of love… last only a moment. The sorrows of love last all the life long.”

“Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, Pain of love lasts a lifetime.”

“Whoever has loved knows all that life contains of sorrow and joy.”

“In its last moment, the whole of my life will last only a moment.”

“Being respected as a reflection of fear will only last as long as the fear remains. Conversely, being respected as a form of love will last forever.”

“Patchwork? Ah, no! It was memory, imagination, history, biography, joy, sorrow, philosophy, religion, romance, realism, life, love and death; and over all, like a halo, the love of the artist for his work and the soul's longing for earthly immortality.”

“The joy of love is too short, and the sorrow thereof, and what cometh thereof, dureth over long.”

“A life of short duration… could be so rich in joy and love that it could contain more meaning than a life lasting eighty years.”

“All this long human story, most passionate and tragic in the living, was but an unimportant, a seemingly barren and negligible effort, lasting only for a few moments in the life of the galaxy.”

“It was a long season of mourning and there were times when I wondered if I should mourn all my life and never again be free of it; but at last I could remember without weeping, and recall the days of love without unending sorrow welling up like tears from the very depths of my being. There is no sorrow like the memory of love and the knowledge that it is gone forever; even in dreams, I never saw again his face, and though I longed for it, I came at last to see that it was just as well, lest I live all the rest of my life in dreams…but at last there came a day when I could look back and know that the time for mourning was ended.”