My subconscious speaks in a foreign language.

Marriage is like a well-built porch. If one of the two posts leans too much, the porch collapses. So each must be strong enough to stand on its own.

...wanting things for the wrong reasons can turn anyone's life into a marshmallow on a stick over a hot fire: impossibly messy and eventually consumed, one way or another.

That's what people do who love you. They put their arms around you and love you when you're not so lovable.

The loneliness you feel with another person, the wrong person, is the loneliest of all.

You've got to say what you mean and mean what you say...Doubt in your voice is an open door people will shove right through.

You've got to have someone who loves your body. Who doesn't define you, but sees you. Who loves what he sees. Who you don't have to struggle to be good enough for.

We don't want you convicted for condiment theft. You go to that prison, you'll meet big-time operators. Maple syrup stealers.

We can get so wrapped up in our own misconceptions that we miss the simple beauty of the truth.

It was one of those times you feel a sense of loss, even though you didn't have something in the first place. I guess that's what disappointment is- a sense of loss for something you never had.

If time heals all wounds, and a book can hold a person's entire life, then you can speed up the process with a pulp time warp.

There is no beautifier of complexion, or form, or behavior, like the wish to scatter joy and not pain around us.

Only a rose would make a man turn the shade of his desire.

You're free to wear whatever you want, you know

Our love lives because I live.

I had a job at this French restaurant, and I hated it. I don't like serving; I don't like getting people ketchup.

I drew my bride, beneath the moon,Across my threshold; happy hour!But, ah, the walk that afternoonWe saw the water-flags in flower!

The soul establishes itself. But how far can it swim out through the eyes And still return safely to its nest?

A shop bought card saying Get Well Soon. Didn't seem to fit the bill. This hand made card hopes that pretty soon... ...You'll be galloping up that hill.

I ended up rooming in a dorm that was basically a solid wall of female scientists. And every Wednesday, we would all watch "Star Trek: Next Generation."

The flute is not an instrument that has a good moral effect - it is too exciting.