She had never imagined that curiosty was one of the many masks of love .
She felt the abyss of disenchantment.
Curiosity is one of the many masks of love.
One can be in love with several people at the same time, feel the sorrow with each, and not betray any of them.
There [is] no innocence more dangerous than the innocence of age.
She knew that he loved her above all else, more than anything in the world, but only for his own sake.
There is no greater glory than to die for love.
Take advantage of it now, while you are young, and suffer all you can, because these things don't last your whole life.
My cholera's acting up again.