The heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close.

My heart will always be with the Boston fans. I hope that everyone who truly loves me will still support me now that I won't be with the Red Sox,

The heart forgets its sorrow and ache.

The light, that lies In woman's eyes, Has been my heart's undoing.

And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns.

There's always one who loves and one who lets himself be loved.