“But surely for everything you love you have to pay some price.”

One knows so little. When one knows more it is too late.

If one sticks too rigidly to one’s principles, one would hardly see anybody.

An archaeologist is the best husband a woman can have. The older she gets the more interested he is in her.

Time is the best killer.

The saddest thing in life and the hardest to live through, is the knowledge that there is someone you love very much whom you cannot save from suffering.

It is deplorable to remove all the romance – all the mystery!

Any coincidencce is worth noticing. You can throw it away later if it is only a coincidence.

The impossible could not have happened, therefore the impossible must be possible in spite of appearances.

One never quite allows for the moron in our midst.

Writers are diffident creatures — they need encouragement.

It is a curious thought, but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous that you realize just how much you love them.

An appreciative listener is always stimulating.

Never go back to a place where you have been happy. Until you do it remains alive for you. If you go back it will be destroyed.

The truth, however ugly in itself, is always curious and beautiful to seekers after it.

Any woman can fool a man if she wants to and if he’s in love with her.

To count – really and truly to count – a woman must have goodness or brains.

Family’s first, and that’s what matters most. We realize that our love goes deeper than the tennis game.

You can take my heart. But you should know, It’s not whole.

You’ve got to love yourself first. You’ve got to be okay on your own before you can be okay with somebody else.

And I love the idea of spending the whole day in bed with my lover.

Spring is the fountain of love for thirsty winter.

I don’t think there is anything wrong in earning money from the sport you love. If you work hard and get benefits from it, there is no harm. The day you feel that you are not working hard and are only looking at the benefits, that’s where the problem is.

Love is like dried flowers sometimes. Even though you watch the petals shrink and change colour, you cannot help treasuring them.

You have got to love yourself first. You have got to be ok on your own before you can be ok with somebody else. You have got to value yourself and know that you are worth everything.