You May Also Like / View all maxioms
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.
You never find yourself until you face the truth.
You never find yourself until you face the truth.
He is rich that is satisfied.
He is rich that is satisfied.
Love isn't an emotion or an instinct--it's an art.
Love isn't an emotion or an instinct--it's an art.
You never see what you want to see, forever playing to the gallery.
You never see what you want to see, forever playing to the gallery.
Competing in sports has taught me that if I'm not willing to give 120 percent, somebody else will.
Competing in sports has taught me that if I'm not willing to give 120 percent, somebody else will.
You can't expect to prevent negative feelings altogether. And you can't expect to experience positive feelings all the time. The read more
You can't expect to prevent negative feelings altogether. And you can't expect to experience positive feelings all the time. The Law of Emotional Choice directs us to acknowledge our feelings but also to refuse to get stuck in the negative ones.
Sometimes I'm asked by kids why I condemn marijuana when I haven't tried it. The greatest obstetricians in the world read more
Sometimes I'm asked by kids why I condemn marijuana when I haven't tried it. The greatest obstetricians in the world have never been pregnant.
Strange that the vanity which accompanies beauty --excusable, perhaps, when there is such great beauty, or at any rate understandable read more
Strange that the vanity which accompanies beauty --excusable, perhaps, when there is such great beauty, or at any rate understandable --should persist after the beauty was gone.
