“Love doesn’t think like that. All right, it’s blind as a bat- Bats have radar. Yours doesnt seem to be working.”

The absolute yearning of one human body for another particular body and its indifference to substitutes is one of life’s major mysteries.

I don’t think I can marry, I’m not fit for it, I’m not real enough. That’s the trouble. I’m a puppet that’s realised what’s wrong with itself and it’s horrible. I’m propped up somewhere all alone, watching the real people go past. I’m propped up crying in a corner.

I took a deep breath, however, and followed my rule of never speaking frankly to women in moments of emotion. No good ever comes of this.

That doesn’t sound like you, you ride every wave. There is one that will drown me

The theatre is certainly a place for learning about the brevity of human glory: oh all those wonderful glittering absolutely vanished pantomime! Now I shall abjure magic and become a hermit : put myself in a situation where I can honestly say that I have nothing else to do but to learn to be good.

Hegel says that Truth is a great word and the thing is greater still. With Dave we never seemed to get past the word.

Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.

In philosophy if you aren’t moving at a snail’s pace you aren’t moving at all.

I feel I’m at the end of something – everything is going to be different – and terrible.

An experience is richest not talked of.

We can only learn to love by loving.

The bicycle is the most civilized conveyance known to man. Other forms of transport grow daily more nightmarish. Only the bicycle remains pure in heart.

We are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom.

To lose somebody is to lose not only their person but all those modes and manifestations into which their person has flowed outwards; so that in losing a beloved one may find so many things, pictures, poems, melodies, places lost too: Dante, Avignon, a song of Shakespeare’s, the Cornish sea.

Every book is the wreck of a perfect idea.

Her eyes, which refused to meet mine, had the defensive coldness of those who are determined to lose hope.

I don’t know what I’m looking for in life, I just have this feeling it looks a lot like you.

Maybe our story didn’t end the way we planned but, Neither did the beginning. Regardless, our story will remain as one of my fondest memories.

It’s funny how some people can make you feel alone and be right next to you. While others can be thousands of miles away and still make you feel connected.

When you build her up, you build yourself up, because the foundation of your relationship is built with the same love.

I want to know the 2 am you because my love we all are different when we are at war under the sun.

Violets are blue, you have no clue how much I love you.

I am okay if your love doesn’t make me feel the world to me it makes me feel myself and that’s beyond everything. – Recognization

She is strong and soft, loyal and beautiful. She knows her worth and is courageous to the end. She has no regrets, because she’s learned her lessons, and loves herself.