The flowers anew, returning seasons bring; but beauty faded has no second spring.

And thou shalt in thy daughter see, This picture, once, resembled thee.

Studious of ease, and fond of humble things.

Just being alive feels so arduous that all I want to do is climb under the covers and sleep.

If you can listen to yourself and obey yourself more, then you have increased your chances for attaining personal effectiveness.

Building alibis is a deeply rooted habit.

I particularly value conversations which are meetings on the borderline of what I understand and what I don't, with people who are different from myself.

Woman is sacred; the woman one loves is holy.

My mom taught me to go after my dreams. I have this faith in myself that I must have gotten from her.

Drawn by warm nostalgic feelings for the place and by two sweet little words: "Open Bar."

I have a deep suspicion of social institutions and tradition in general.

She loved him, though not at this particular moment.

... to lovers innumerable things do not matter.