Patrick Suskind, On Love & Death
"I loved you madly; in the distasteful work of the day, in the wakeful misery of the night, girded by sordid realities, or wandering through Paradises and Hells of visions into which I rushed, carrying your image in my arms, I loved you madly."
Charles Dickens, The Mystery of Edwin Drood
"But I don’t want to live that way, reading into every word you say. You said that you could let it go and I wouldn’t catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know."
Goyte, “Somebody That I Used to Know”