Vasanthakumar

“If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.”
― W.H. Auden

“The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.”
― W.H. Auden, Selected Poems

“He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.”
― W. H. Auden, Collected Poems

“Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been.”
― John Greenleaf Whittier