The ocean has been singing to me, and the song is that of our life together…
The foundation of every beautiful romance.
Take bread away from me, if you wish, take air away, but do not take from me your laughter.
She is tolerable; but not handsome enough to tempt me.
Romances I ne’er read like those I have seen.
Romance should never begin with sentiment. It should begin with science and end with a settlement.
Only do not forget, if I wake up crying it’s only because in my dreams I’m a lost child hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands.
Never are voices so beautiful as on a winter’s evening, when dusk almost hides the body, and they seem to issue from nothingness with a note of intimacy seldom heard by day.
Men always want to be a woman’s first love. That is their clumsy vanity. We women have a more subtle instinct about things. What we like is to be a man’s last romance.
It’s enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.[A mí me bastaría con estar seguro de que tú y yo existimos en este momento.]
In this part of the story I am the one who dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, because I love you, Love, in fire and in blood.
In our time together, you claimed a special place in my heart, one I’ll carry with me forever and that no one can ever replace.
