There is no sorrow like the memory of love and the knowledge that it is gone forever

I have called on the Goddess and found her within myself

Uther: “I wish you were a foolish woman I could despise, damn you”
“If your priests are right,” said Viviane calmly, “I am already thoroughly damned and you may save your breath.

A friend of ours has a hobby doing genealogy, and we found out that we were cousins in the ninth degree, that we had a common ancestor on the Mayflower.

She cried aloud, with a great mourning cry for all that she had never known in this life, and the agony of a bereavement unguessed till this moment.

Of all things we mortals are called upon to do, the most difficult is forgiveness; in order to truly do it, you will probably have to behave as if you already have forgiven for quite a while before you have actually done so.