Whoever knows it also knows that in love there is no More and no Less; but that he who loves can only love with the whole heart, and with the whole soul; with all his strength and with all his will.

I believe I can even yet remember when I saw the stars for the first time.

I believe I can even yet remember when I saw the stars for the first time.

Of these years nought remains in memory but the sad feeling that we have advanced and only grown older.

The spring of love becomes hidden and soon filled up.