I know love is eternal, so also are folly, lies and roses. - Alice Borchardt

You are very lovely now and soon you will be beautiful. Ant not in an ordinary way. Youth is always beautiful, but you are like some creatures of fairy born to bring ill to mortals. Only trouble can follow such gifts

I wish. I don’t know what I wish. That you were less I were more, perhaps. Yes, just possibly that’s it

Desire was only another weapon, like hunger, loneliness, and cold arrayed against him by his tormentors