And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets read more

And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets your jacket and gnats never bite your nose and it's always daisy-time.

I remember committing myself to make it in the garbage business, "whatever it takes!".

I remember committing myself to make it in the garbage business, "whatever it takes!".

We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together.

We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together.

The greater the truth the greater the libel.

The greater the truth the greater the libel.

It's not till sex has died out between a man and a woman that they can really love. And now read more

It's not till sex has died out between a man and a woman that they can really love. And now I mean affection. Now I mean to be fond of (as one is fond of oneself) --to hope, to be disappointed, to live inside the other heart. When I look back on the pain of sex, the love like a wild fox so ready to bite, the antagonism that sits like a twin beside love, and contrast it with affection, so deeply unrepeatable, of two people who have lived a life together (and of whom one must die) it's the affection I find richer. It's that I would have again. Not all those doubtful rainbow colors.

It is not our exalted feelings, it is our sentiments that build the necessary home.

It is not our exalted feelings, it is our sentiments that build the necessary home.

Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can read more

Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.

Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, read more

Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration.

The supreme happiness in life is the conviction that we are loved.

The supreme happiness in life is the conviction that we are loved.