How lucky am I...

And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
— Khalil Gibran

I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart).
— E.E. Cummings

Our hours in love have wings; in absence, crutches.
— Miguel de Cervantes

Absence is to love as wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small and kindles the great.
— Roger de Bussy-Rabutin

Distance does not break off the friendship absolutely, but only the activity of it.
— Aristotle

How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard?
— A.A. Milne, Winnie the Pooh