“You have a place in my heart no one else ever could have.”

Experience is the name so many people give to their mistakes.

Celibacy goes deeper than the flesh.

I suppose books mean more than people to me anyway

You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me.

It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving, but like morning light it scattered the night and made the day worth living.

Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.

To be kind is more important than to be right. Many times, what people need is not a brilliant mind that speaks but a special heart that listens.

You remind me of a smoked cigarette.

There’s no substitute for will. Sometimes you have to fake will when you don’t feel it at all.

You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known—and even that is an understatement.

There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.

Someday I’m going to find somebody and love him and love him and never let him go.

No matter how low you go, there’s always an unexplored basement.

Suddenly she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be.

It is not merely enough to have the ability to be persistant, you must also have the ability to start over.

The greatest profound pain is cased by, and is the result of our own illusions, fantasies and dreams.

If you talk to a man in a language he understands, that goes to his head. If you talk to him in his language, that goes to his heart.

There are no events but thoughts and the heart’s hard turning, the heart’s slow learning where to love and whom. The rest is merely gossip, and tales for other times.

In the depths of my heart I can’t help being convinced that my dear fellow-men, with a few exceptions, are worthless.

No work or love will flourish out of guilt, fear, or hollowness of heart, just as no valid plans for the future can be made by those who have no capacity for living now.

Being alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.

I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week.

My heart is just to express what has helped me with love.

Whoever does not miss the Soviet Union has no heart. Whoever wants it back has no brain.