I have known him nearly all my life, and I am going to marry him, so that there won't ever be a time when I shan't know him.

Most of the basic truths of life sound absurd at first hearing.

The sun is still there... even if clouds drift over it. Once you have experienced the reality of sunshine you may weep, but you will never feel ice about your heart again.

She long ago accepted the fact that happiness is like, swallows in spring. It may come and nest under your eaves or it may not. You cannot command it.

All human beings have their otherness and it is that which cries out to the heart.

In a world where thrushes sing and willow trees are golden in the spring, boredom should have been included among the seven deadly sins.

The child in us is always there, you know, and it's the best part of us, the winged part that travels farthest.

Happy the man who lives long enough to acknowledge his ignorance

Not quite birds, as they were not quite flowers, mysterious and fascinating as are all indeterminate creatures.

He grinned at her, and she grinned at him, and it seemed to Maria that suddenly the sun came out.

Peace ... was contingent upon a certain disposition of the soul, a disposition to receive the gift that only detachment from self made possible.

When you love your neighbor, you won’t have problems with embracing them

Your kiss swallows meAnd engulfs my very soul

Love doesn't discriminate and nor should the law. Not in this country, not in this world, not in this lifetime.

There are things better left untouched by words.

How bout you and all your morals in that outfit that you borrowed/Make the most out of tonight and worry bout it all tomorrow.

We take a fancy to something: and scarcely have we thoroughly taken a fancy to it when that tyrant in us calls out: "Give me thatin sacrifice"--and we give it.

The more you have loved and have allowed yourself to suffer because of your love, the more you will be able to let your heart grow wider and deeper.

The man who has many answers is often found in the theaters of information where he offers, graciously, his deep findings. While the man who has only questions, to comfort himself, makes music.

Your job is to point that rifle into the other guy's face and shoot him dead.

The spirit he has shown has been second to none. (on Terry Fenwick's drunk-driving charge)