--"A Few Words on the Soul," Wislawa Szymborska
Passion and silence,
Every word, every line, a measure,
It's the science of the soul
-- "Sophia," Nerina Pallot
--Iris, "The Holiday"
Look, for some reason, Felicity cares about me. And on a good day, I feel like I might become everything she sees in me. It is because of that, it is because of about a million other reasons that she means pretty much the world to me.
--Ben Covington, "Felicity"
To be loved means to be consumed. To love is to give light with inexhaustible oil. To be loved is to pass away, to love is to endure.
--"An Intimate Correspondence," Rilke and Benvenuta