“What I feel for her is a wholly different emotion. It stands and walks on its own, living and breathing and throbbing and shaking me to the roots of my being.”

“For me, living means I can be responsive to the other person. It means I can show my emotions and my feelings. Talk to them. Feel with them …”

“I feel my disease, and I feel that my want of alarm and lively affecting conviction forms its most obstinate ingredient; I try to stir up the emotion, and feel myself harassed and distressed at the impotency of my own meditations. But why linger without the threshold in the face of a warm and urgent invitation? "Come unto me." Do not think it is your office to heal one part of the disease, and Christ's to heal the remainder.”

“As I continued to walk step by step, the lie of life freed me from its clutches, and the universal truth of death swept over breath by breath.”

“I live in my dreams — that's what you sense. Other people live in dreams, but not in their own. That's the difference.”

“Why, what is to live? Not to eat and drink and breathe,—but to feel the life in you down all the fibres of being, passionately and joyfully.”

“Almost Beyond:
She laid on my chest & her breathing filled me almost to beyond what I could hold.”

“To have her here in bed with me, breathing on me, her hair in my mouth—I count that something of a miracle.”

“Her heart lived in no cherished secrets of its own, but in feelings which it longed to share with all the world.”

“Should I ever marry, Watson, I should hope to inspire my wife with some feeling which would prevent her from being walked off by a housekeeper when my corpse was lying within a few yards of her.”