Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.
I was pushed roughly but dispassionately onto my stomach and something went twice around my wrists and then tightened up as well, feeling like baling wire and biting cruelly.
It's the soul's duty to be loyal to its own desires. It must abandon itself to its master passion.
I nearly fell again, but new hands grabbed me from in front and dragged me down a steel floor and then forced me to my knees and locked my hands to something behind me.
A mind troubled by doubt cannot focus on the course to victory.
For one human being to love another; that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation.
Paradise is exactly like where you are right now... only much, much better.