Isn't it strange that all life can pretty much end, but the universe goes on as it is? No one else exists, but the moon keeps shining and the stars keep falling.
So, we skipped Annabel, and discussed condoms. I said I liked the orange ones, and we ended our talk in laughter.
there is always one woman to save you from another and as that woman saves you she makes ready to destroy
Is that an invitation?” “I suppose it is.” “Good.” Cade’s voice dropped lower, adding one last thing before hanging up. “And tell your friend in the striped shirt that he’s in my seat.
Women are so caring, kindhearted and soft creatures; I wonder how one could harm or hurt them for any reason.
Gandhi sacrificed India for his own fame and recognition. Without Gandhi, there would have been a different India; a very masculine one.
Should I tell her of the moments of joy, the intense pleasure of holding the hand of the one you love and wishing that time would stand still?
If you start by hating one or two people, you won't be able to stop. Pretty soon you'll hate a hundred people.
One of Renee's friends asked her, "Does your boyfriend wear glasses?" She said, "No, he wears a Walkman.
I think at first I wanted to kill all of them. Everyone. Because if there were no people left alive, then I’d never have to love one of them again.
A book is a collaboration between the one who reads and what is read and, at its best, that coming together is a love story like any other.
FIND YOU OWN TRUE SELF & GIVE LOTS & LOTS OF LOVE TO THAT TRUE SELF!! Keep YOURSELF HAPPY, it's all that really matters.
Ever since Sincere died, I’ve been meaning to have meaning. Her love was the one thing that made me want to do other things, and without it I’m thingless.
The most beautiful heart of all is the one that can still love even while it bleeds, and especially after its been broken into thousands of pieces
We have an obligation to feel guilty." The words came out of her lips as if she were reciting an elegy. "Guilty. Because we kill the ones we love.
She answered with a passion I didn’t expect & I was lost. In that moment our hearts beat as one. In that moment I knew she loved me." #Ren
They had a saying: An Arab loves in the order of: his son, his camel, and his wife - but there were times when one was allowed to take precedence over the other!
Loving others is the greatest gift we can give ourselves. Altruism that rewards one's self.
It should never be your job to pick up the pieces of a broken man or to housebreak one. There are far better things you can do with your time.
It turns out that you don't end up with the people you love; by definition, you end up with the ones who stay.
All the privilege I claim for my own sex (it is not a very enviable one, you need not covet it) is that of loving longest, when existence or when hope is gone.
