It was going to be a long, dark night but not quite as dark as it was in the abyss of his heart where there was nothing but hollowness, yet it felt heavy, almost as if someone still resided there.

One half of me is a hopeless romantic. The other half is well... just realistic.

Whenever the cloud of ego threatens to engulf me, I remind myself of my roots. It helps keeping my feet on the ground.

Walking alone is not difficult but when we have walked a mile worth a thousand years with someone then coming back alone is what is difficult.

No matter how bad your heart is broken, the world doesn't stop for your grief.

Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd clicked 'Send'.

I wish there was a word more than 'love' itself to convey what I feel for you.

Eye contact is way more intimate than words will ever be.

It was not one folly that Shakespeare talked about. If Love truly is but a myriad of follies then I have committed them all, that can mean only one thing - I loved her truly, madly, deeply!

I wonder if I could take back every 'I love you' ever said to you, would I do it?

Some people are going to leave, but that's not the end of your story. That's the end of their part in your story.

The day hope shall die, perplexity shall kill so many people. In so far as hope is alive, keep hoping!

The gut is the seat of all feeling. Polluting the gut not only cripples your immune system, but also destroys your sense of empathy, the ability to identify with other humans.

Acceptance brings calmness with it.

Ideas are like bananas. That bananas grow only in tropical regions doesn't make them any less delicious in Scandinavia.

I found that female pathfinders generally integrate characteristics commonly associated with being women - like the capacity to be intimate - with 'male' ones like ambition and courage.

Lady Gaga will dominate the charts next year. She let me listen to a couple of new songs, she is a legend.

Can't repeat the past?" he cried incredulously. "Why of course you can!" He looked around him wildly, as if the past were lurking here in the shadow of his house, just out of reach of his hand.

The conversation of two people remembering, if the memory is enjoyable to both, rocks on like music or lovemaking. There is a rhythm and a predictability to it that each anticipates and relishes.

Those who greatly enlighten delusion are buddhas; those who are greatly deluded about enlightenment are sentient beings.

There is nothing that comes closer to true humility than the intelligence. It is impossible to feel pride in one's intelligence at the moment when one really and truly exercises it.