[...] marriage is one thing, and love is another...You need to have a solid canvas; nobody stops you to weave the arabesques.

We owe to the Middle Ages the two worst inventions of humanity - romantic love and gunpowder.

Without a family, man, alone in the world, trembles with the cold.

The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past.

We can talk frankly about our defects only to those who recognise our qualities.

An artist must be a reactionary. He has to stand out against the tenor of the age and not go flopping along.

A happy marriage is a long conversation which always seems too short.

A marriage without conflicts is almost as inconceivable as a nation without crises.

We appreciate frankness from those who like us. Frankness from others is called insolence.

Conversation would be vastly improved by the constant use of four simple words: I do not know.

A successful marriage is an edifice that must be rebuilt every day.

The people I'm stuck with in my life now aren't sucking the life out of me, they just suck.

The ides of March are come.

When the wound/ No longer hurts/ The scar does.

I want to be playing music, and I want to be a great mom, and I want to do everything.

My reality is never going to be stick-skinny.

Giggs drops deep into that Sheringham position where he can turn and ride defenders.

God's love never ceases. Never... God doesn't love us less if we fail or more if we succeed. God's love never ceases.

It was when I found out I could make mistakes that I knew I was on to something.

Peeta and I had adjoining cells in the capitol. We're very familiar with each other's screams.

I'll ride my bike all the stinkin' way to school for the rest of eternity if it means being with her. -Bryce