I never ask a man what his business is for it never interests me. What I ask him about are his thoughts and dreams.
Hallow the body as a temple to comeliness and sanctify the heart as a sacrifice to love love recompenses the adorers.
Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry the philosophy which does...
Wisdom ceases to be wisdom when it becomes too proud to weep too grave to...
Wisdom stands at the turn in the road and calls upon us publicly but we...
There is no reciprocity. Men love women. Women love children. Children...
Loving, like prayer, is a power as well as a process. It’s curative....
The very essence of romance is uncertainty.
