Marriage is like a bank account. You put it in, you take it out, you lose interest.

Marriage is like a bank account. You put it in, you take it out, you lose interest.

NEIGHBOR, n. One whom we are commanded to love as ourselves, and who does all he knows how to make read more

NEIGHBOR, n. One whom we are commanded to love as ourselves, and who does all he knows how to make us disobedient.

The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth, the delight, the ecstasy read more

The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth, the delight, the ecstasy of it, you will discover that for you the world is transformed.

Whatever separates you from the Truth, throw it away, it will vanish anyhow.-.

Whatever separates you from the Truth, throw it away, it will vanish anyhow.-.

I like villains because there's something so attractive about a committed person -- they have a plan, an ideology, no read more

I like villains because there's something so attractive about a committed person -- they have a plan, an ideology, no matter how twisted. They're motivated.

A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.

A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.

We cannot really love anybody with whom we never laugh.

We cannot really love anybody with whom we never laugh.

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.

There is nothing enduring in life for a women except what she builds in a man's heart.

There is nothing enduring in life for a women except what she builds in a man's heart.