The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what fiction means.
There are only two tragedies in life: one is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it.
I was dominated, soul, brain, and power by you. You became to me the visible incarnation of that unseen ideal whose memory haunts us artists like an exquisite dream.
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees dawn before the rest of the world.