A conversation between friends can sound as melodic as a scripted song.
Always be concerned when a naked man offers you his shirt; a person can’t love you if he or she can’t love him- or herself.
Boys seem to think that girls hold the keys to all happiness, because the female is supposed to have the right of consent and/or dissent. It’s interesting that they didn’t realize in those yearning days past, nor even in the present days of understanding, that if the female had the right to decide, she suffered from her inability to instigate. That is, she could only say yes or no if she was asked.
From the moment you leave this house, don’t let anybody raise you. Every time you get into a relationship you will have to make concessions, compromises, and there’s nothing wrong with that.
I am grateful that love exists: familial love (love between relatives), romantic love (a passion between lovers), agape love (divine love between God and friends), love of nature (the majesty of mountains, the lasting love of oceans), and the joy of laughter. We are stronger, kinder, and more generous because we live in an atmosphere where love exists.
I am truly grateful: for being here, for being able to think, for being able to see, for being able to taste, for appreciating love—for knowing that it exists in a world so rife with vulgarity, with brutality and violence … And I’m grateful to know it exists in me, and I’m able to share it with so many people.
I commend lovers, I am en-heartened by lovers, I am encouraged by their courage and inspired by their passion.
I try to plant peace if I do not want discord; to plant loyalty and honesty if I want to avoid betrayal and lies.
If we had the opportunity to talk about it, laboriously and painfully, I might have been forever lost in the romance of romance lost. But with no sounding board except my own ears and honest thoughts, I had to stop weeping.
Jealousy in romance is like salt in food. A little can enhance the savor, but too much can spoil the pleasure and, under certain circumstances, can be life-threatening.
I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
Leers and lascivious smirks to the contrary, sensuality does not necessarily lead to sex, nor is it meant to be a substitute for sex. Sensuality is its own reward.
Love, by nature, exacts a pain
Unequalled on the rack.
Love liberates. It doesn’t just hold—that’s ego—love liberates!
Nothing will work unless you do.
One can never know too many good people. One must be open to what life has to bring. I have learned that a friend may be waiting behind a stranger’s smile.
The most called-upon prerequisite of a friend is an accessible ear.
The thorn from the bush one has planted, nourished, and pruned pricks most deeply and draws more blood.
There is an intimate laughter to be found only among friends.
When people speak with brutal honesty, what is most remembered is the brutality, not the honesty.
