Is love supposed to last throughout all time, or is it like trains changing at random stops. If I loved her, how could I leave her? If I felt that way then, how come I don't feel anything now?
Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom.
By prizing heartfulness above faultlessness, we may reap more from our effort because we're more likely to be changed by it.
To be able to fill leisure intelligently is the last product of civilization, and at present very few people have reached this level.
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
I say luck is when an opportunity comes along, and you're prepared for it.
It was a military-looking Jeep, like an armored Hummer, only it didn't have any military insignia on it.