"Noble be man, merciful and good."— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Divine.
In a courtyard in 1945, a soldier asked a question no one had asked her in six years. She answered him with Goethe.
"Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away." — Louis de Bernières, Captain Corelli's Mandolin, 1994
Every morning, someone kisses someone goodbye at the door, certain there will be another goodbye tomorrow to trade for it. Most days, they're right. That's exactly the problem.