Cordelia

“Was sorrow, in the end, a private thing? A closed container? Something that, like a bucket of water, could be borne only on a single pair of shoulders?”
― Alan Bradley, Speaking from Among the Bones

“I have been used to consider poetry as "the food of love" said Darcy.

"Of a fine, stout, healthy love it may. Everything nourishes what is
strong already. But if it be only a slight, thin sort of inclination, I
am convinced that one good sonnet will starve it entirely away.”
― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

“Meaning is like pornography, you know it when you see it.”
― Seth Lloyd, Programming the Universe: A Quantum Computer Scientist Takes on the Cosmos

“Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.”
― Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale