Good-looking people are always looking for other good-looking people.

A Rolex watch or an expensive car are the things guys often use to show status, wealth, and basic desirability.

Keep an open heart. We are wired to find love.

Romantic love is an obsession. It possesses you. You lose your sense of self. You can’t stop thinking about another human being.

Any kind of novelty or excitement drives up dopamine in the brain, and dopamine is associated with romantic love.

The main characteristics of romantic love are craving: an intense craving to be with a particular person, not just sexually, but emotionally.

A world without love is a deadly place.

Sometimes we fall in love with somebody who will probably never love us, for reasons having nothing to do with us but with their own mindset, their chemistry.

We're not very dangerous animals; we don't have a horn like a rhino or quills like a porcupine.

Barriers tend to intensify romance. It's called the 'Romeo and Juliet effect.' I call it 'frustration attraction.'

I think romantic love evolved to enable you to focus your mating energy on just one individual at a time, thereby conserving mating time and energy.

He did not care about titles and was proud to be a farmer beyond all else.

Truly it is a blessed thing to love on earth as we hope to love in Heaven, and to begin that friendship here which is to endure for ever there.

I think my mom exposed me to the concept of using your voice for anything you care about.

Toddlers can make you feel as if you have violated some archaic law in their personal Koran and you should die, infidel.

When women hear each other's stories, told from the heart, it gives us inspiration to keep on going.

Much that we call evil is really good in disguises; and we should not quarrel rashly with adversities not yet understood, nor overlook the mercies often bound up in them.

Who knows not Circe, The daughter of the Sun , whose charmed cup Whoever tasted, lost his upright shape, And downward fell into a groveling swine?

Don't ever feel that you have to hide who you are. Nothing good ever comes from keeping secrets like that.

I still dwelled deep in my elected paradise--a paradise whose skies were the color of hell-flames--but still a paradise.

Every new social structure strives to come up with some kind of mythology of divine origin for its values and aims.