One wordFrees us of all the weight and pain of life:That word is love.

Go then if you must, but remember, no matter how foolish your deeds, those who love you will love you still.

We have only a little time to please the living. But all eternity to love the dead.

We have only a little time to please the living,But all eternity to love the dead.

ELECTRA: Oh but my love—now that you have travelled back down all those years to meet my heart, over all this grief of mine, do not oh love—ORESTES: What are you asking?ELECTRA: Do not turn your face from me. Don't take yourself away.

All my love gone for nothing. Days of my love, years of my love.

What do I care for life when you are dead?

Oh my love take me there. Let me dwell where you are. I am already nothing, I am already burning. Oh my love, I was once part of you—take me too!

War loves to seek its victims in the young.