Where are you, oh heart, which I loved from the start? Did you ever arrive? How long must we stay apart?

We love against the night, burning like stars against the darkness of bread and circuses.

The happiness in our hearts is there for we dare to dream in light when the world tells us to scream in the darkness.

Love is the reason why, even in suffering, we smile.

All bowmen are caught between heaven and earth, born to discovery, choosing to love and raise their eyes high to a future that is apparent only through the strength of their hope.

For in the sorrow, there is also our happiness.

The marriage bond is more than a civil contract. It is a reward for loving well.

There will always be trouble so there will always be a time for heroes

Through all people, the Music of Love would pour, bringing light to the swords that sped through the darkness. And the light of their blades would lead the constellations to their destination.

We must only believe.

She became the bad company that she kept.

The light of God gives meaning to life

Prepare for joy - speak your truth, care for yourself, expand your knowledge, nurture your friendships, let people love you, take on new adventures, go where your heart leads you.

Not to converse with a man worthy of conversation is to waste the man. To converse with a man not worthy of conversation is to waste words. The wise waste neither men nor words.

The common-sense notion that 'there is a time and a place for everything' gets carried into a set of prescriptions which replicate the social order by assigning social meanings to spaces and times.

A campaign is a disagreement, and disagreements divide. But an election is a decision, and decisions clear the way for harmony and peace. I mean to be president of all the people.

Mathematicians - for what they do - are really poorly rewarded. And it's a very competitive field, almost as bad as being a concert pianist.

The player can only compete with the best internationally when they've committed themselves to this goal. They have to be properly supported until that point.

Nothing cures like time and love.

In Istanbul I met a man who said he knew beyond a doubt that God was a cat. I asked why he was so sure, and the man said, "When I pray to him, he ignores me."

A man who loses his privacy loses everything. And a man who gives it up of his own free will is a monster.