Those unable to catalog the past are doomed to repeat it.

Sometimes the things you’ve lost can be found again in unexpected places.

One of the remarkable things about love is that, despite very irritating people writing poems and songs about how pleasant it is, it really is quite pleasant.

Or why you are wearing a picture of Santa Clause on you shirts, but-” “It’s Herman Melville.

For Beatrice, when we met, my life began. Soon afterwards, yours ended.

Just about everything in this world is easier said than done, with the exception of 'systematically assisting Sisyphus's stealthy, syst-susceptible sister,' which is easier done than said.

They didn't understand it, but like so many unfortunate events in life, just because you don't understand it doesn't mean it isn't so.