“And we will cause it to be well-made, this Sacrifice. You, young and never loving; I, old and never loved. Such a Song the Sea will never have seen.”

“O thrush, your song is passing sweet
But never a song that you have sung,
Is half so sweet as thrushes sang
When my dear Love and I were young.”

“"I'll never love any but you," the morning song of the lark;
"I'll never love any but you," the nightingale's hymn in the dark.”

“Those who love deeply never grow old; they may die of old age, but they die young.”

“Since ever and ever the world began
They danced like a ribbon of flame,
They have sung their song through the centuries long,
And yet it is never the same.
And though you be foolish or though you be wise,
With hair of silver or gold,
You can never be as young as the fairies are,
And never be as old.”

“If you love someone, truly love them, you should never cause them pain. Never fill their eyes with something so close to grief.”

“Never again I would know her slow kisses which are hardly felt. Never again the ringing mourning bells, songs of the dead that we loved.”

“I'll never sing a love song for a love that isn't true. I love how the garden grows
And I love the garden rose.”

“We could never have loved the earth so well if we had had no childhood in it…”

“I want to grow old without facelifts… I want to have the courage to be loyal to the face I've made. Sometimes I think it would be easier to avoid old age, to die young, but then you'd never complete your life, would you? You'd never wholly know you.”