“Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.”

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.

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

I’m a romantic; a sentimental person thinks things will last, a romantic person hopes against hope that they won’t.

So we’ll just let things take their course, and never be sorry.

Either you think, or else others have to think for you and take power from you, pervert and discipline your natural tastes, civilize and sterilize you.

So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning-fork that had been struck upon a star.

Well, you never knew exactly how much space you occupied in people’s lives.

The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function.

Well, you never knew exactly how much space you occupied in people’s lives. Yet from this fog his affection emerged–the best contacts are when one knows the obstacles and still wants to preserve a relation.

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.

Making me feel small won’t make you feel tall I’ve faced bigger giants than you and watched them fall.

The fall of a single star can never darken the whole sky.

They fell for her poetry But ran from her chaos.

I fell into you first slowly, then all at once never to recover.

Ideas too sometimes fall from the tree before they are ripe.

It breaks my heart in half watching your spirit fall. So when the light is fading, can I be the one you call?

I’m praying for patience and falling behind.

Sometimes I only fall in love with the moment itself not the people or places in it.