One kind of good book should leave you asking: how did the author know that about me?

True love is a lack of desire to check one's smartphone in another's presence.

After 40 (old age for most of man's history), one should strive to be more or less packed and ready to go were the end call to come.

The secular world is full of holes. We have secularized badly.

Love is an incurable disease. In love, there is permanent suffering. Those who love and those who are happy are not the same.

Our disrespect for thinking: someone sitting in a chair, gazing out of a window blankly, always described as 'doing nothing'.

If it is true that love is the pursuit in another of qualities we lack in ourselves, then in our love of someone from another culture, one ambition may be to weld ourselves more closely to values missing from our own culture.