Ariel Linn

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”
― Anais Nin

“Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald

“In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.”
― Robert Frost

“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.”
― Edgar Allan Poe