I cannot stop thinking of you. From the mornings you ease, to the evenings you quiet, to the dreams you inhabit, my thoughts of you never end. I am yours, Daphne. I have always been yours.
The ones we love have the power to inflict the greatest scars. For what thing is more fragile than the human heart?
If I were truly courting you, I would not need flowers, only five minutes alone with you in a drawing room.[to Daphne]
Why must our only options be to squawk and settle or to never leave the nest? What if I want to fly?
To meet a beautiful woman is one thing, but to meet your best friend in the most beautiful of women is something entirely apart.
You have no idea what it is to be a woman, what it might feel like to have one’s entire life reduced to a single moment.[to Anthony]