Cows are my passion. - Charles Dickens

"When ladies as young, and good, and beautiful as you are," replied the girl steadily, "give away your hearts, love will carry you all lengths — even such as you, who have home, friends, other admireres, everything to fill them. When such as I, who have no certain roof but the coffin-lid, and no friend in sickness or death but the hospital nurse, set our rotten hearts on any man, and let him fill the place that has been a blank through all our wretched lives, who can hope to cure us? Pity us, lady — pity us for having only one feeling of the woman left, and for having that turned, by a heavy judgment, from a comfort and a pride, into a new means of violence and suffering."

I love your daughter fondly, dearly, disninterestedly, devotedly. If ever there were love in the world, I love her.

...and memory, however sad, is the best and purest link between this world and a better. But come! I'll tell you a story of another kind.