Who would have listened to his tales of woe when his love was the flickering lamp over his own decaying tomb?

One half of me is a hopeless romantic. The other half is well... just realistic.

Whenever the cloud of ego threatens to engulf me, I remind myself of my roots. It helps keeping my feet on the ground.

Walking alone is not difficult but when we have walked a mile worth a thousand years with someone then coming back alone is what is difficult.

No matter how bad your heart is broken, the world doesn't stop for your grief.

Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd clicked 'Send'.

I wish there was a word more than 'love' itself to convey what I feel for you.

Eye contact is way more intimate than words will ever be.

It was not one folly that Shakespeare talked about. If Love truly is but a myriad of follies then I have committed them all, that can mean only one thing - I loved her truly, madly, deeply!

I wonder if I could take back every 'I love you' ever said to you, would I do it?

Some people are going to leave, but that's not the end of your story. That's the end of their part in your story.

I've always found that the most beautiful people, truly beautiful inside and out, are those who are quietly unaware of their effect.

You need your beauty sleep for tomorrow"she tells us "don't stay up too late talking"We ignore her of course.The whole point of a sleepover is to stay up too late talking.

Every man has his own destiny the only imperative is to follow it to accept it no matter where it leads him.

You just hope that you will get the opportunity to do what you love and pay your bills, and that is being a success as an actor.

Rejoice with your family in the beautiful land of life.

It takes many years to become proficient in energy conservation. But it is something that happens. You get continually stronger. You see your attention field is far different than it ever was before.

It is perhaps typical of very creative minds that they hit very large nails not quite on the head.

Life is parallel to Hell but I must maintain and be prosperous, though we live dangerous.

It seems, after all that there are no nonpeculiar people.

Our efficiency without God's sufficiency is only a deficiency.