He’s more myself than I am

No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere.

They forgot everything the minute they were together again.

I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me.

I cannot express it: but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is, or should be, an existence of yours beyond you.

May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you - haunt me, then.

It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn.

wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.

It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world.

how cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling

Your presence is a moral poison that would contaminate the most virtuous

I take so little interest in my daily life, that I hardly remember to eat and drink.

If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn't love as much in eighty years as I could in a day.

If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I'd be your slave.

Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.

The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one.

If I had caused the cloud, it was my duty to make an effort to dispel it.

And from the midst of cheerless gloom I passed to bright unclouded day.

She burned too bright for this world.