It was then that [he] first loved [her]. Not for her flesh - [he] had known the body of the queen. Not out of pity - he knew her too well to see her from the distance that pity requires. He loved her because he admired her. For bearing without complaint the burden the queen put on her. For still being gentle and loving when she had ample reason to be bitter: does that surprise you? That of all people, your son could look at [her] and see beauty?

Is that why you hate him so...? Because he knows the woman as she might have been?

If only we could stand outside our lives and look at what we do, we might repair so many injuries before they're done.

Do you begrudge her this: that once in her life she had a man who loved her with his whole heart, if only for that moment?

love is more thicker than forget :it is more sane and sunly and more it cannot die than all the sky which only is higher than the sky

Greatness is a spiritual condition worthy to excite love, interest, and admiration; and the outward proof of possessing greatness is that we excite love, inter…

True love cannot be changed, Though delight from desert Be estranged. Farewell, farewell But yet or ere I part (O cruel), Kiss me sweet, kiss me sweet my jewel.