Ae fond kiss, and then we sever,
Who shall say that Fortune
I'll ne'er blame my partial
Had we never lov'd sae
Fare - thee - weel, thou
first and fairest!
Ae fond kiss, and then
Love is, above all, the gift of oneself. - Jean Anouilh,
When I am sad and
weary. When I think all hope has gone.
Those have most power to hurt us that we love. - Francis Beaumont