That love which does not build a foundation on good sense is doomed.

...falling in love could be achieved in a single word—a glance.

come back, come back to me

Imagining what it is like to be someone other than yourself is at the core of our humanity. It is the essence of compassion, and it is the beginning of morality.

I've never had a moment's doubt. I love you. I believe in you completely. You are my dearest one. My reason for life.

A person is, among all else, a material thing, easily torn and not easily mended.

True intelligence requires fabulous imagination.

When its gone, you'll know what a gift love was. you'll suffer like this. So go back and fight to keep it.

I believe the novella is the perfect form of prose fiction. It is the beautiful daughter of a rambling, bloated ill-shaven giant (but a giant who's a genius on his best days).

I'm holding back, delaying the information. I'm lingering in the prior moment because it was a time when other outcomes were still possible.

Observing human variety can give pleasure, but so too can human sameness.

All the so-called "secrets of success" will not work unless you do.

Reading is one of the most common habit among the most successful people.

A diminished self-image will cause you to slouch, to avoid meeting others, to avoid looking others in the eye, to be unassertive, and to be indecisive.

For what is more lovable than failure?

Is there a word for when you are young and pretending to have lived and loved a thousand lives? Is there a German word for that? Let's say its schaufenfrieglasploit.

I do films that I like. I have done comedy, romance, everything, and I always like to do it differently from the previous ones.

If there were only one religion, God would indeed be manifest.

There is a special mystique about the marathon, for example, because of its length-but that's just the bit you do at the end of an Ironman

For whatever reason, we like to focus on the 2 percent that's different, and most of the conflict in the world comes from that.

And that love that wrinkles your nose touches my foolish heart.