• Everybody's got a hold on hope, it's the last thing that's holding me -- Guided by Voices

• I had a little sorrow born of a little sin, forgive me father for I have sinned... a child of lust and a witch in the wind

• No one can promise a dream come true, time gave both darkness and dreams to you -- Enya

• I do my thing, and you do your thing. I am not in this world to live up to your expectations. And you are not in this world to live up to mine.

• Within you I lose myself. Without you I find myself...wanting to be lost again

• You know what the saddest thing in the world is? Loving someone who used to love you -- Darla, "Buffy the VAmpire Slayer"

• No love can hurt as much as the love that cannot be. And no thoughts can hurt as much as the thoughts of a love that might have been.

• Oh remember in your narrowing dark hours that more things move than blood in the heard -- Louise Bogan

• Across the years I will walk with you - in deep, green forests; on shores of sand: and when our time on earth is through, in heaven, too, you will have my hand -- from Chicken Soup for a Lover's Soul

• What is more fleeting than life, more relentless than death? -- Petrarch

• Poets are but lonely men with the hearts of others in their loneliness

• Just let the stones fall from their slings you know you can throw sharper things. Just let the pain fold away. Just take my hand, it's alright I know you're weak from all you fight. Just let the fear of it all trouble you no more -- Addict, "Stones"

• I am human and I need to be loved, just like everybody else. See I've already waited too long and all my hope is gone -- Love Spit Love, "How Soon is Now"

• I'm never alone, I'm alone all the time -- Bush, "Glycerine"

• Open up your ears and clean out your eyes, if you learn to love you're in for a surprise, it can be nice to be alive -- Beastie Boys

• I'd sacrifice all those nights if I could make the earth and my dreams the same. The only difference is to let love replace all our hate -- Creed, "Higher"

• For we lose not only by death, but also by leaving and being left, by changing and letting go and moving on -- Judith Viorst

• The hardest part about leaving is the uncertainty that you are missed

• The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death -- Oscar Wilde

• Under all speech that is good for anything, there lies a silence that is better. Silence is deep as Eternity; Speech is shallow as Time -- Carlyle

• Heaven is other people holding you in their hearts

• We were as men who through a fen of filthy darkness grope: We did not dare to breathe a prayer, or to give our anguish scope: Something was dead in each of us, and what was dead was Hope -- Oscar Wilde, "The Ballad of Reading Gaol"

• Punishment even would have its shape, some conviction of meaning. I cannot imagine eternal flames. But I can imagine eternal meaning -- Anne Rice

• One step forward, two steps back. She might be strange but she has a knack. She'll lift up her hands to the sky and say Oh my Lord, Don't you let him say goodbye -- "Girl"

• Real tears are not those that fall from the eyes and cover the face, but those that fall from the heart and cover the soul

• One day you look at the person and see more than you did the night before, like a switch was flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend, is suddenly the only person you can imagine yourself with -- Scully

• I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard Ground. So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind; Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Growned with lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned -- Edna St. Vincent Millay

• What is a poet? A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings but his lips are so strangely formed that, when the sighs and cries escape him, it sounds like beautiful music -- Fran Healy

• Your solitude will expand and become a place where you can live in the twilight, where the noise of other people passes by, far in the distance -- Rilke

• Love only knows no winter; never dies: Nor cares for frowning storms or leaden skies. And mine for thee shall never pass away, though my weak lips may falter in my lay -- Oscar Wilde "The Garden of Eros"

• Colour is my day-long obsession, joy and torment -- Claude Monet

• Death is no dream for in death I'm caressing you; with the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you -- Sarah Brightman "Gloomy Sunday"

• Heaven is not what it is said to be, hell is not what it is said to be.  The saved are not forever happy, the damned are not forever lost

• Chiaroscuro: it is light from the dark

• To look out to sea; to face those two endless zones of water and sky and the mysterious edge at which they meet, is to face one of the strongest intimations of infinity. The feelings evoked by the sea are incomparable -- Andrew Forge

• Grief is wise. Grief does not cry. Grief comes only long after the horror at the sight of the grave, the horror at the side of the bed, grief is wise, and grief is imperturbable -- Anne Rice "Violin"

• My love feeds on your love, beloved. And as long as you live, it will be in your arms without leaving mine -- Neruda

I hate and I love. Perchance you ask why I do that. I know now, but I feel that I do and I am tortured (O di et amo. Quare id facium fortasse requiris. Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.) -- Catullus