Its a fine line between love and stalking.

Remember that at any given moment there are a thousand things you can love.

Life tells you to take the elevator, but love tells you to take the stairs.

Kindness connects to who you are, while niceness connects to how you want to be seen.

The older I get, the more I lose my ability to breathe.

A photograph it a souvenir of a memory. It is not a moment. It is the looking at the photograph that becomes the moment. Your own moment.

The words that matter always stay.

motif, n. You don’t love me as much as I love you. You don’t love me as much as I love you. You don’t love me as much as I love you.

It was a mistake," you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you.

You have to believe there are kisses and laughs and risks worth taking.

Things that matter are not easy. Feelings of happiness are easy. Happiness is not. Flirting is easy. Love is not. Saying you’re friends is easy. Being friends is not.

If you think you are too small to be effective, you have never been in the dark with a mosquito!

This is the art of courage: to see things as they are and still believe that the victory lies not with those who avoid the bad but those who taste in living awareness every drop of the good.

Only your mind can produce fear.

Those who think their intellect will keep them from deception are already deceived.

Science is unpoetic only to minds jaundiced with sentiment and romanticism . . . the great masters of the past boasted all they could of it and found it magical.

The propaganda machine keeps on churning out lies and deceit. And the obedient, unthinking, apathetic people in our society keep accepting it.

Music is the crystallization of sound.

I didn't know if he really meant talk, make out, or something else completely, but I'd be happy with any of them.

The scholar is that man who must take up into himself all the ability of the time, all the contributions of the past, all the hopes of the future. He must be an university of knowledges.

In the Soviet Union it was illegal to take a photograph of a train station. Look what happened to them. They tried to classify everything.