"My angel, my everything, my self! Is there any other way for our love to survive except through sacrifice, through not asking for anything? Can you change the fact that you are not completely mine, that I am not completely yours? My breast is full. There is so much
I want to say - oh, there are moments when I think that language is nothing. Go on being my true and only darling, my everything, as I will go on being yours; we must leave it to the gods to decide what is best for us and what is to be."
Ludwig van Beethoven