Only what is fine, and finely conceived, can feed Love. But anything will feed Hate.

I have had a difficult year—but the pain within my pain, the last turn of the screw, has been the impossibility of knowing what you wanted of me, and what you felt for me...

My life was better before I knew you. That is, for me, the sad conclusion of this sad year. And it is a bitter thing to say to the one being one has ever loved d’amour.

In you Hate was always stronger than Love.

You did not realise that there is no room for both passions in the same soul.

Love is fed by the imagination, by which we become wiser than we know, better than we feel, nobler than we are...

Love can read the writing on the remotest star, but Hate so blinded you that you could see no further than the narrow, walled-in, and already lust-withered garden of your common desires. Your terrible lack of imagination, the one really fatal defect of your character, was entirely the result of the Hate that lived in you.

You came to me to learn the Pleasure of Life and the Pleasure of Art. Perhaps I am chosen to teach you something much more wonderful, the meaning of Sorrow, and its beauty.

You must do as you please with respect to the child. I could wish that it might be done soon, that my name may be no more mentioned to you...I am glad you are satisfied with your own conduct.

I now solemnly assure you, that this is an eternal farewell.

It is strange that, in spite of all you do, something like conviction forces me to believe that you are not what you appear to be.

I part with you in peace.

Now, after a couple of months away from you, I know that I am still very fond of you, but, it is more as a mother than as a sweetheart.

I am now and always will be too old, and that's the truth, and I can't get away from the fact that you're just a boy – a kid.

And I hope and pray that after you thought things out, you’ll be able to forgive me and start a wonderful career and show what a man you really are.

This thing of living in Springfield is rather a dull business after all, at least it is so to me.

I am often thinking about what we said of your coming to live at Springfield. I am afraid you would not be satisfied.

You have not been accustomed to hardship, and it may be more severe than you now imagine.

I know you are capable of thinking correctly on any subject, and if you deliberate maturely upon this, before you decide, then I am willing to abide your decision.

Listen to me when I say that just as a bee abandons its flower once pollination is complete, you too must move onward, or go under.

One day soon you will meet a man, and he will rise like a phoenix from the ashes, and it is my greatest hope that he will not give you syphilis.

It pains me to admit it, but Socrates was right about you. You are incapable of thinking about anyone but yourself. When was the last time you even came to see me lecture at the Academy?

I have been lost in a state of denial for long enough. Now I finally realize that your love is not true. Your beauty is transcendent, yes, but painfully abstract. Leave me to grapple with the material world. Be gone.

A break-up should be a clean break with no room for ambiguity. You should be honest from the get-go you want to end the relationship.

Easing someone into a break-up seems less cruel, but it actually comes off as a mixed message. It can easily be read as uncertainty, making your partner think there's a chance you might change your mind.

In a breakup, sharing the reasons you feel the relationship should end conveys you respect your partner and want him or her to have closure.

Even if your partner did something that made you unhappy, avoid name-calling and blaming. Simply state the specific behavior that resulted in incompatibility.

Specific behaviors that were damaging to your relationship are important for your ex to know. He or she can use this information to improve his romantic relationships in the future.

While you need to be firm that you're ending the relationship, there's no need to be spiteful or aggressive while doing so.

Letters bind you to your words. In anger or sadness, we often say things we do not truly mean and you do not want you or your ex to carry around physical evidence of a regrettable phrasing or tone.

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