“I have dreamed of you so much that my arms, accustomed to being crossed on your shadow, would not bend to your body's shape.”

“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

“He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

“The love of a mother is the veil of a softer light between the heart and the heavenly Father.”

“Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.”