Love is something you have or don’t have. Love is like a fever.

Even when everything hurts, even when other cities are exploding and people we love are disappearing, there’s still space for sweet things.

I want to know if we are the same, in the moments when we’re stripped bare.

We have to give up so many things when the people we love die. So we hang on to other familiar things.

I can’t quite figure out the difference between loving someone and loving things about them.

Love is insanity, apparently.

It sounds like love just sort of happens, whether you want it to or not, whether you’re married or not.

Sometimes words I think are small come out big.

On our own, we’d look totally normal. Together, we’re something else. Together, we’re special.

We don’t smile, but we something. We something. It hurts, the way a deep connection to someone who isn’t yours sometimes does.

We are LornaCruzCharlotteDelilahIsla and we aren’t afraid of love, even if we’re supposed to be.

The best way to become acquainted with a subject is to write about it.

Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.

I think there's new optimism in Brazil. The Olympics went well. Our demand is good. Costs are down. We're back in the black. We're feeling really good about what's going on in Brazil.

What is blackness? Is it the way you talk? Do you got to say, 'Dey this, dey dat.' Or the way you dress? Or is it the forgiving of certain things? What is black enough?

Today's tax cuts provide yet another illustration of the Republicans' fiscally irresponsible economic policies that ignore the needs of America's middle class, students, and working families.

That mortal man who hath more of joy than sorrow in him, that mortal man cannot be true--not true, or undeveloped.

I think I'd be depressed if everything were nearly all known, but I don't feel any danger of that happening.

The great Way is easy, yet people prefer the side paths. Be aware when things are out of balance. Stay centered within the Tao.

I come by my conservatism authentically, not by convenience. And I offer the American people a new direction.

Velcro: what a rip-off.