In a silver chain
Of evening rain,
Unravelled from the tumbling main,
And threading the eye of a yellow star: -
So plenty of times do I like again.
~Thomas Lovell Beddoes
When you are in love you never know whether your elation comes from the qualities of the you love, or if it attributes them to her; whether the light which surrounds her like a halo comes from you, from her, or from the meeting of your sparks. ~Natalie Clifford Barney
