The only regret I will have in dying is if it is not for love.
She had never imagined that curiosty was one of the many masks of love .
It was the time when they loved each other best, without hurry or excess, when both were most conscious of and grateful for their incredible victories over adversity.
Only God knows how much I love you.
It had to teach her to think of love as a state of grace: not the means to anything but the alpha and omega, an end it itself.
There is no greater glory than to die for love.
...The girl raised her eyes to see who was passing by the window, and that casual glance was the beginning of a cataclysm of love that still had not ended half a century later.
They were so close to each other that they preferred death to separation.
There is always something left to love.
It's enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.