"she was a romantic who believed in the noble mission of art"

she was a romantic who believed in the noble mission of art, and he was of the intellectual type that could only be satisfied in manhattan.

life goes in two polarities - who you are and who you want to be.

she had fallen asleep in her art, and he inside his wealth.

neither of them getting nearer to their soul through grasping at the other.

when one does not have self-control, they seek to control somebody else.

if you love out of fear, you cannot know love.

in the name of love, they tolerated everything - and in time, had room for nothing.