I belong to you. There is no one else. All I want is to be where you are.

Love is not the absence of logic but logic examined and recalculated heated and curved to fit inside the contours of the heart.

There are a million ways to lose someone you love.

When you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop digging.

What do you say when the feelings don't fit into words?

It was as though he didn't exist, and then suddenly, he was everywhere.

He laughed, and the sound reduced the pain of every sore place on my body to the dullest ache.

I never wanted you to get hurt, but i wanted to take you from him.

I've changed since I've known you. Not because you made me into someone else - but because you showed me a path I'd never paid attention to, and I chose to follow it.

I say I don't believe in love, but that's not really true - love is just the name of an emotion. It's like on steroids. It's lust with ethics.

sometimes, how a situation is perceived carries more weight than the reality of the matter.

Realize your strengths, accept your weaknesses, but never become someone you don't recognize.

I went to all the Love-Ins. I took my kids. I enjoyed myself.

People tend to think that because I'm a performer and I don't go to a regular high school that I haven't personally been affected by bullies. But it's actually quite the contrary.

On Easter I do reflect on the fact that as a Christian I am supposed to love, and I have to say that sometimes, when I've listened to less-than-loving expressions by Christians, I get concerned.

Go ahead and believe in God , if you like, but don't imagine that you have been given any grounds for such a belief by science.

All beliefs will crash somewhere. Only reality will sustain itself.

Self pity is easily the most destructive of the non-pharmaceutical narcotics; it is addictive, gives momentary pleasure and separates the victim from reality.

If somebody's trying to shut you up, sing louder, and if possible, better.

It is delightful to kiss the eyelashes of the beloved--is it not? But never so delightful as when fresh tears are on them.

Thou and I are too wise to woo peaceably.