“Even if loving meant leaving, or solitude, or sorrow, love was worth every penny of its price.”

“For anything worth having one must pay the price; and the price is always work, patience, love, self-sacrifice.”

“From sorrow to sorrow love crosses its islands
and establishes roots that are watered by weeping.”

“There is no sorrow like a love denied
Nor any joy like love that has its will.”

“Because love was not the answer to every question. Because real love meant sacrifice. Sometimes love means letting go.”

“Love's scary, and sometimes it's transient. But it's worth the risks and the nerves. It's even worth the pain.”

“Then are we ravished out of self by purified Love, even to the Face of God, freed and emptied of every event and illusion. This is the contemplative life of highest price.”

“In solitude, they will discover the love that might otherwise arrive unnoticed. In solitude, they will understand and respect the love that left them.”

“If it's a penny for your thoughts and you put in your two cents worth, then someone, somewhere is making a penny.”

“Without your love
It's a honky-tonk parade
Without your love
It's a melody played in a penny arcade.”