"You never really stop loving someone, you just learn to live without them."
"True love is like a butterfly. Once it is gone, it has flown away. It is nearly impossible to recapture it."
"Quasimodo then lifted his eye to look upon the gypsy girl, whose body, suspended from the gibbet, he beheld quivering afar, under its white robes, in the last struggles of death; then again he dropped it upon the archdeacon, stretched a shapeless mass at the foot of the tower, and he said with a sob that heaved his deep breast to the bottom, ‘Oh-all that I’ve ever loved!"
– The Hunchback of Notre-Dame by Victor Hugo