The fastest I’ve ever fallen in love is 17 miles per hour. But I was safe, because I was wearing a bicycle helmet at the time.

I don’t feel the need to explain my actions to her. I don’t clarify, I don’t doubt, I don’t worry. I don’t tell her everything, not anymore, but I tell her more than anyone else,...

As she bends for a Kleenex in the dark, I am thinking of other girls: the girl I loved who fell in love with a lion–she lost her head over it–we just necked a lot;...

Once you figure out who you are and what you love about yourself, I think it all kind of falls into place.

I needed to choose between the one thing that really filled m thoughts-my love for that woman-and losing my freedom and all the choices that the future promised me. To be honest, the decision was...

You cannot go back and start a brand new beginning, but today is a new day and you can start a brand new thing.

Those who believe their suffering has been valuable love more readily than those who see no meaning in their pain. Suffering does not necessarily imply love, but love implies suffering

I finally accept that not only do I not understand the death of my relationship, but I do not need to. These men were good and kind to me, they loved me and I loved...

Pamela, I’m in love with you. Yeah, it’s that bad. You’re so beautiful to me. Shut up! Lemme tell you. Let me. Every time I look at your face or even remember it, it wrecks...

I couldn’t tear my eyes from the window, wanting to drink in as much of St. Louis as I could, knowing somewhere out there, one of those infinitesimally small lights was him. I wondered if...

It was love, she thought, love that never clutch its object; but, like the love which mathematicians bear their symbols, or poets their phrases, was meant to be spread over the world and become part...

To me love is like a cup of soapy dishwater. Sure, I’ll drink it, but I won’t swish it around in my mouth while you try to stuff filthy silverware down my throat.

Happiness is a perceptual reality, not an absolute certainty.

Non avevo capito l’ultima frase. L’avevo guardata uscire dalla sua bocca, ne avevo inseguito brevemente il suono. Poi, senza accorgermene, il mio sguardo si era avventurato nel suo. Allora sentii allentarsi i muscoli del viso....

I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.

get all the breaks.

And gradually his memory slipped a little, as memories do, even those with so much love attached to them; as if there is an unconscious healing process within the mind which mends up in spite...

Quando a gente se apaixona é assim: sempre para vida toda. Até a próxima paixão.

Love heals scars love left

It turns out that knowing how loved we are by God makes all the difference in the kind of people we will become.

When You Love Your Success, Why Don’t you Love Your Failure Which Lets You Know About Your Drawbacks And Help You In Achieving A Much Needed Success ! !

How do you mourn something that never really belonged to you?

Should I go up one flight of stairs and then come back down, or should I go down one flight of stairs and then come back up? Same destination, same distance, same amount of work,...

What if the point of life has nothing to do with the creation of an ever-expanding region of control? What if the point is not to keep at bay all those people, beings, objects and...

Love is a source of anxiety until it is a source of boredom; only friendship feeds the spirit.

There is no medicine that can ignite the bond of love. Friendship is compulsory, love comes around when friendship ripes, and sex is a matter of choice.

That eveningWhen I was all aloneIn our bedroomTo give me companyYour voice came along

Esa noche creí que había perdido para siempre la capacidad de enamorarme, que nunca más podría reírme ni perseguir una ilusión. Pero nunca más es mucho tiempo.

A person who has gone through enough life’s grind can probably and justifiably find the true worth of anything or anyone in his or everyone’s life.

Personal discipline is a most powerful character quality and one worthy of dedicating your life to nurturing.

Love in a hut, with water and a crust, / Is – Love forgive us! – cinders, ashes, dust.

Courtship is an activity whereby one losses oneself … whilst trying to win someone’s love.

It is about love and sex, when they cohabit and when they are in opposition to each other. There are some very frank conversations and some silly conversations.

Transform your desire into love, and limits start to lose their usefulness.

Nothing is true, nothing is real except love and our perception of love.

He Is looking at me through the smoke, across the fence. He never takes his eyes off me. His hair Is a crown of leaves, of thorns, of flames. His eyes are blazing with light,...

Bit by bit, I found myself relaxing into the conversation. Kitty had a natural talent for drawing people out of themselves, and it was easy to fall in with her, to feel comfortable in her...

Your heart has all the feelings, all the perception, and all the love that the universe ever had.

the ache became longing, longing became nostalgia, nostalgia became fondness, and after a while he could see the funny side of it. A long while.

Half naked, he drank her in with his eyes, imprinting this moment into his mind. This, he would take to his death – the woman that stirred him to life.

Do you see a theme emerging? Women like flowers; men like food!

Whatever happens is an indication that at some level we’re ready for it, or at least we’ve got all the tools required in order to become ready, and face any problem or obstacle that may...

Usually time alters and affects everything, but when someone you love dies time cannot change that, no amount of time will ever change that, so time stops having any meaning.

A leader first tries to listen, then tries to understand, then creates a common vision and then together takes action for the realization.

I’m itching for battle—with a mosquito bite. The only thing in life I’ll scratch at more is the need to be loved. I’m so bloody needy.

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,I have forgotten, and what arms have lainUnder my head till morning, but the rainIs full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sighUpon the glass and...

If somebody says ‘I love you’ to me, I feel as though I had a pistol pointed at my head. What can anybody reply under such conditions but that which the pistol holder requires? ‘I...

When I look myself through your eyes , I only see love , everything else melts away in eternity

In the modern Christian attempt to take a stand as Christ did, and maybe for others, win the approval of the world, the Christian will often think that it consists of targeting and demoralizing fellow...

We both think love (and language) are interesting but taffylike diversions: soft, simple, perhaps a little salty. If either one takes over your life, you’re an ass.