I can't be forgiven so I am not asking you for forgiveness. We lost each other, and we will never find each other again. 
If you have known someone your whole life, you can see them in the dark. 
In a dream, in a fairytale, nothing has to be explained, everything happens of its own accord. 
Where does someone go when he dies?', 'When does fear end?', 'Where are all the single socks that disappeared in the washing machine? 
Part of her - unreasonable Anna- still loved him. Maybe she would never stop loving him. 
That cloak of love you were wearing - he's torn it to shreds, undoing the seams of trust that held it together. How can you ever wear those shreds? 
Sometimes I don't even know if I'm extremely happy or extremely sad. It happens a lot when I think of you 
I'm doing a thousand new things in spite of myself," he said. "It's not easy, you know, to jump over your shadow. 
The words that I will have to find for that explanation will be sharp and they will hurt, much worse than the thorns of roses. 