“You're in love with a girl who is no more, jealous of a boy who's gone forever. Even so, this emotion you're feeling is more real, and more intensely painful, than anything you've ever felt before. And there's no way out. No possibility of finding an exit.”— Haruki Murakami, amazon.com
“Very attracted, a feeling so strong I can't explain it. And no matter what anybody says, this is real . . . These feelings are as real as the blood all over my chest.”— Haruki Murakami, amazon.com
“Time's rules don't apply here. Time expands, then contracts, all in tune with the stirrings of the heart.”— Haruki Murakami, amazon.com
“I do not think wealth is needful to make one happy. But love — ah! I could not live without it . . .”— Marie Corelli, amazon.com
“Matchless beauty! . . . Will you not pardon my crime, if crime it be — the crime of loving you? For I do love you! Heaven only knows how utterly and desperately.”— Marie Corelli, amazon.com
“How often must I tell you! I do think you will never tire of hearing! You know that it is you for whom I care most, and that all the world would be empty to me without you! Oh . . . my darling! Do not make me try to tell you how much I love you! I cannot — my heart is too full!”— Marie Corelli, amazon.com
“You do not know — how should you? What I think of you! Satisfied? Pleased? Good Heavens — what little words those are to express my feeling! I can tell you how you look, for nothing can ever make you vain. You are beautiful! . . . You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, and you look your…”— Marie Corelli, amazon.com
“I wish to God I could keep you all to myself without anybody's interference!”— Marie Corelli, amazon.com
“As days passed, the more close and perfect grew the sympathies of husband and wife, they were like two notes of a perfect chord, sounding together in sweetest harmony.”— Marie Corelli, amazon.com
“Days of high ecstacy and painfully passionate joy! — when 'love, love!' palpitated in the air, and struggled for utterance in the jubilant throats of birds, and whispered wild suggestions in the rustling of the leaves!”— Marie Corelli, amazon.com
“Love, with her, had not yet proved an illusion — a bright toy to be snatched hastily and played with for a brief while, and then thrown aside as broken and worthless. It seemed to her a most marvellous and splendid gift of God, increasing each day in worth and beauty — widening upon her soul and daz…”— Marie Corelli, amazon.com
“Love, and love only, supported, controlled, and grandly completed the universe! He accepted this answer to all perplexities — his heart expanded with a sense of large content — his soul was satisfied.”— Marie Corelli, amazon.com
“What are you thinking about? Your eyes shine so brightly — do you know you have beautiful eyes?”— Marie Corelli, amazon.com
“'What is terrible, my sweet one?' She sighed deeply. 'To have no more life of my own! It has all gone — to you! And yours has come to me! Is it not strange and almost sad? How your heart beats, poor boy! I can hear it throb, throb — so fast! — here, where I am resting my head.'”— Marie Corelli, amazon.com
“I cannot say it properly! There is no language for my heart! If I could tell you all I feel, you would think it foolish, I am sure, because if is all so wild and strange.”— Marie Corelli, amazon.com
“Then came a touch — soft and sweet as a rose-leaf pressed against his lips — and for one moment he remembered nothing — he was caught up like Homer's Paris in a cloud of gold, and knew not which was earth or heaven.”— Marie Corelli, amazon.com
“His brain was in a wild whirl — the glitter of the stalactite cave turned to a gyrating wheel of jewel-work; there was nothing anymore — no universe, no existence — nothing but love, love, love, beating strung hammer-strokes through every fibre of his frame.”— Marie Corelli, amazon.com
“He loved her! The terrible, beautiful tempest of love had broken over his life at last; there was no escape from its thunderous passion and dazzling lightning glory.”— Marie Corelli, amazon.com