I've learned two things in my life. One that love is the beginning and end of all meaning. And two that it is the same thing whatever shape our souls have taken on this journey. Love is love. Is love.
Nothing else wounds so deeply and irreparably. Nothing else robs us of hope so much as being unloved by one we love
Funny that. We live in islands of Hours and we never seem to have time enough for anything..
Witch, do this for me, Find me a moonmade of longing. Then cut it sliver thin, and having cut it, hang it highabove my beloved's house, so that she may look uptonightand see it, and seeing it, sigh for meas I sigh for her, moon or no moon.