The unique and supreme voluptuousness of love lies in the certainty of committing evil. And men and women know from birth that in evil is found all sensual delight.

We should have a State in which we could live and breathe as free men and which we could develop according to our own lights and culture and where principles of Islamic social justice could find free play.

The new pope knows that his task is to make the light of Christ shine before men and women of world - not his own light but that of Christ.

Space and light and order. Those are the things that men need just as much as they need bread or a place to sleep.

Men are like the stars some generate their own light while others reflect the brilliance they receive.

We need more of the Office Desk and less of the Show Window in politics. Let men in office substitute the midnight oil for the limelight.

Fires can't be made with dead embers nor can enthusiasm be stirred by spiritless men. Enthusiasm in our daily work lightens effort and turns even labor into pleasant tasks.

Some men know that a light touch of the tongue running from a woman's toes to her ears lingering in the softest way possible in various places in between given often enough and sincerely enough would add immeasurably to world peace.

Now the reason the enlightened prince and the wise general conquer the enemy whenever they move and their achievements surpass those of ordinary men is foreknowledge.

Men should be either treated generously or destroyed because they take revenge for slight injuries - for heavy ones they cannot.

How could man rejoice in victory and delight in the slaughter of men?

My parents' marriage was very rocky. They were always arguing. When they split up when I was in my 20s my brother and I were both delighted because we knew they weren't good for each other.

Men go into marriage with virtually no expectations whatsoever. Ten years later the men are delightfully surprised to find out that it's actually kind of nice and the women have sort of had to take a nose dive from what they thought it was going to be.

I think of marriage as a garden. You have to tend to it. Respect it take care of it feed it. Make sure everyone is getting the right amount of um sunlight.

There is nothing nobler or more admirable than when two people who see eye to eye keep house as man and wife confounding their enemies and delighting their friends.

I really love idiot enlightened characters - these characters who fail to engage with the drama of their immediate circumstances they fail to be reactive and enrolled by drama as it happens around them.

A woman has two smiles that an angel might envy the smile that accepts a lover before words are uttered and the smile that lights on the first born babe and assures it of a mother's love.

The love of a mother is the veil of a softer light between the heart and the heavenly Father.

Love is the delightful interval between meeting a beautiful girl and discovering that she looks like a haddock.

Love is a trap. When it appears we see only its light not its shadows.

I'm in trouble because I'm normal and slightly arrogant. A lot of people don't like themselves and I happen to be totally in love with myself.

Young love is a flame very pretty often very hot and fierce but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals deep-burning unquenchable.

True love comes quietly without banners or flashing lights. If you hear bells get your ears checked.

I will love the light for it shows me the way yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars.