Hearts live by being wounded.
I see when men love women, they give them but a little of their lives. But women, when they love give everything.
I was dominated, soul, brain, and power by you. You became to me the visible incarnation of that unseen ideal whose memory haunts us artists like an exquisite dream.
There are only two tragedies in life: one is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it.