Adina

“Unable to rid myself of it, since I heard your song humming ever in my head, beheld your feet dancing always on my breviary, felt even at night, in my dreams, your form in contact wih my own, I desired to see you again, to touch you, to know who you were, to see whether I should really find you like the ideal image which I had retained of you, to shatter my dream, perchance with reality. At all events, I hoped that a new impression would efface the first, and the first had become insupportable. I sought you. I saw you once more. Calamity! When I had seen you twice, I wanted to see you a thousand times, I wanted to see you always. Then - how stop myself on that slope of hell? - then I no longer belonged to myself.”
― Victor Hugo, The Hunchback of Notre-Dame

“I DO know my own mind,” protested Anne. “The trouble is, my mind changes and then I have to get acquainted with it all over again.” “Well,”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables Collection

“I'm just as ambitious as ever. Only I've changed the object of my ambitions. I'm going to be a good teacher- and I'm going to study at home here and take a little college course all by myself. Oh, I've dozens of plans Marilla. I've been thinking them out for a week and I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return. When I left Queens my future seemed to stretch out before me like a straight road. I thought I could see ti along for many a milestone. Now there is a bend in it. I don't know what lies around the bend, but I'm going to believe that the best does. It has a fascination of its own that bind, Marilla. I wonder how the road beyond it goes - what there is of green glory and soft, checkered light and shadows - what new landscapes- what new beauties - what curves and hills and valley's further on.”
― Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne Of Green Gables

“Doi indragostiti se sarutau sub un portal.
- Nu vreau sa-i vad... Nu, nu vreau sa-i vad... Ma calca pe nervi...
Colin traversa strada. Doi indragostiti se sarutau sub un portal.
Inchise ochii si-o lua la sanatoasa.
Ii deschise repede, caci vedea,sub pleoape, o gramada de fete si asta il facea sa-si piarda directia.
(Spuma zilelor)”
― Vian, Boris