We passed from laughter to terror which, like love and hate, are close relatives.

We pick and choose who to love. We pick and choose who to hate. We pick and choose our friends and ignore those that invade our space.We pick and choose who should live. We pick...

The worst dream of the night, when you are parted from someone you love and you do not know exactly where he is, but you know that he is in the presence of danger. You...

Uncommunicated expectations are the shame of relationships.

Asshole” is another word for the guy you’re dating. You deserve a fcking phone call.

The King of Glory does not reward His servants according to the dignity of their office, but according to the humility and love with which they have exercised it.

Everything depends exclusively on emotions.

She looks at the swings, and I can see she’s imagining what they’d look like if the kids weren’t there. The guilt of this holds her down momentarily. It appears to be there constantly. Never...

Beauty is the spirit of the soul. Beauty is the spirit of love.

Hate is strewn like confetti by the fear-fueled, specious, tiny- dicked (or un-tender) vacuous dictators, of any gender, whom never knew true love, only sadism. They ALL need some good pharma.

I love to pull at people’s heart strings, but I’m no Nicholas Sparks.

Love is it’s own protection.

Here lies a she sun, and a he moon there;She gives the best light to his sphere;Or each is both, and all, and soThey unto one another nothing owe;And yet they do, but areSo just...

You became the sonnet that was etched in my minds eye. Existing outside the dreams we shared in the presence of our eternal love.

Smartass Disciple: Master, why should people love each other ?Master of Stupidity: Well, orgasm is felt better than kill each other.

I think… that love encompasses the experience of the possible transition from the pure randomness of chance to a state that has universal value. Starting out from something that is simply anencounter, a trifle, you...

I thought of Bobby, of the last look he had given me, and at that moment I understood one of the differences between man and cat: man knows he’s going to die, so he can...

My purpose of writing is to express my love for you,no matter, who you are, where you live or whatever you do.

[Jürgen Habermas’ obituary to friend and philosopher, Richard Rorty]One small autobiographical piece by Rorty bears the title ‘Wild Orchids and Trotsky.’ In it, Rorty describes how as a youth he ambled around the blooming hillside...

if you hate someone..wish he love someone.

Life had broken her; just as it had broken him. But when they got together, their pieces became whole. And they continued on their journey, together, mended as one.

Morning sunrise wakes me upwith rays of hope.Clouds of fear can hide the sunbut not for long.If rays of hope are strongand patience is a song,then hope will bloom andrain will bring a rainbow.

Choice or no, my heart is his.

There is nothing wrong with America that the faith, love of freedom, intelligence, and energy of her citizens can not cure.

Buy what you love. Love those who can’t be bought. Take in all the day has to offer. Give it all away.

Eternally the embers glow masterfully fueled by lovers passion.

Build your house on granite. By granite I mean your nature that you are torturing to death, the love in your child’s body, your wife’s dream of love, your own dream of life when you...

My love is such that rivers cannot quench

Your task is not to find the love, but to swim and dive in the love.

You don’t need to think deeply before reaching out to the excuses to give. Just lose interest in it and you gain excuses at no cost!

Acceptance and validation are the fuels of the future.

The quickest way to get over something you loved and lost is to get another one.

Being with you today is worth all the broken hearts of yesterday.

She writes things with her movements that I for the life of me could never write with a pen.

I wrapped my arms around him like I was saving an oak tree.

Underwater nobody can dance. Let this be a lesson in basket weaving. And love.

It wasn’t that I wanted to know her now. I wanted to have already known her. I wanted her fears and her desires to have shaped my life. I know this is not love, of...

Constellations of thought hard wired to the universal energies between us resonate as a familiar hum that gently vibrates to caress my soul.

Love isn’t a decision. It’s a feeling. If we could decide who we loved,it would be much simpler, but much less magical

They that have beauty, let them be thankful for it, and make a good use of it, let them console themselves, and do the best they can without it: certainly, though liable to be over-estimated,...

I mopped up my moped off the street, and drove home on the unicycle below my handlebar mustache, while I thought about the path love might take now.

Our instrumental part in the symphony of life is to allow love to create a space within our own awareness, through which the undreamed mystery may emerge as a knowable reality.

Ideally a hug should be done long and hard enough to fit all the broken pieces together.

People Die…Beauty Fades…Love Changes…And You Will Always Be Alone

Perhaps once one realised how deeply one could bond with a creature as foreign as a dragon, all forms of human love seemed more acceptable.

Your anger is the fire which can burn the whole world, but forgiveness is the water which can extinguish the fire and bloom the flowers of peace and love.

The language of love is unspoken. It is a feeling, an acknowledgment, and acceptance of not only our human frailties, but our divine eminence.

We’re all somewhere 1-100 in love. I’m always 100.

Not a word!”I stormed out of the bathroom and that was the end of thatconversation

Love is strengthened by distance. Dreams have weight and velocity. They are signals, promises. They have a destination. One night we will know no doubts, feel no foreign forces, and our particles will come to...