Anima Littelton

τοτος γάρ φιλότητος ζρως ύπδ καρδίην έλυσθείς πολλήν κατ' άχλύν όμμάτων ζχευεν.

χλέψαξ έκ στηθέων άπαλάς φρένας

What a fever to have you, mine! A devious lump in my heart, black dust poured over my eyes, took from my breast an unmade feeling.

[Archiloco, epodi]

She had nothing to lose,

he had everthing to gain.

Tom Marvolo Riddle

άγανώς οίά τε νεβρδν νεοθηλέα γαλαθηνόν, δς T' έν ύλη χεροέσσης άπολειφθεΙς άπό μητρός έπτοήθη.

liquid eyes, like a fawn, alive with milk, which in the woods detaches itself from its mother, high horns, and palpitates.

[Anacreonte]

He always liked red.

It reminded him of blood