The most basic and somehow forgettable thing is this: Love is not pain. Love is goodness. And real love--it's less shiny than solid and simple.

Marriage is like a well-built porch. If one of the two posts leans too much, the porch collapses. So each must be strong enough to stand on its own.

You've got to have someone who loves your body. Who doesn't define you, but sees you. Who loves what he sees. Who you don't have to struggle to be good enough for.

Too often in my life, love has been defined as "humiliation with occasional roses".

So I put up with bad behavior in the name of loving the way I thought you were supposed to love.

If you look up "charming" in the dictionary, you'll see that it not only has references to strong attraction, but to spells and magic. Then again, what are liars if not great magicians?

When what you want is a relationship, and not a person, get a dog.

Sometimes good choices are really bad ones, wrapped up in so much fear you can't even see straight.

Rejection, though--it could make the loss of someone you weren't even that crazy about feel gut wrenching and world ending.

It's shocking the things we call love.

People are secretive when they have secrets.

Hours are golden links--God's tokens reaching heaven.

The heart grows weary after a little Of what it loved for a little while.

I resist all established beliefs. My religion basically is to be immediate, to live in the now.

Spend and be free, but make no waste.

What good is regret? It brings back nothing. What we have lost is irretrievable.

It's very hard having a career in different continents and two different languages.

Education helps one case cease being intimidated by strange situations.

When I came in, Haiti was not governed by Haitians anymore. Probably mostly by NGOs. And that has done what to Haiti? It has weakened our institution.

Love stories that are too simple don't deserve to have films made about them.

There's always someone willing to believe malicious rumours.