shamless regurgitation of romantic quotations

I just read a book, "Beneath A Marble Sky" which is written by a 30-something white dude from Colorado but told from the point of view of a 17th C. Mughal princess. It is a love story (2 or 3 love stories, actually) about the building of the Taj Mahal.

I really liked it; and I really appreciated the ability of John Shors (white dude mentioned above) to channel the range of emotion needed to realize the story. So...as a simple tribute to well-crafted romantic meditations:

"Love. Such a simple feeling, yet such a force of creation."

“Women, Arjumand, women are taught that there’s no strength in our tears. But why are tears powerless, if those tears lead to insight, or a sense of peace?”

“Thank you, my love, for making me feel so whole.”

“You made yourself.”

“Perhaps. But without you there is only me, and with you there is us.”

"Perhaps the Hindus are partly right, for I do think we lead many lives. Yet these lives aren’t separate, as they believe, but one. My lives were simple. I learned as a child. I explored as a girl. And I bled and loved as a woman. Now that I am old, I see many lives in my life. They’re as different as stones, and yet they are connected. When I look back on them I wonder sometimes if they were but dreams."