After all, coffee is bitter, a flavor from the forbidden and dangerous realm.

No matter how politely one says it, we owe our existence to the farts of blue-green algae.

habit, a particularly insidious thug who chokes passion and smothers love. Habit puts us on autopilot.

One of the keystones of romantic love - and also of the ecstatic religion practiced by mystics - is the powerful desire to become one with the beloved.

Don't just live the length of your life - live the width of it as well.

hope and uncertainty [are] the twin ingredients necessary for romance to thrive. ... Nothing begins with so much excitement and hope, or fails as often, as love.

An animal on a leash is not tamed by the owner. The owner is extending himself through the leash to that part of his personality which is pure dog, that part of him which just wants to eat, sleep, bark, hump chairs, wet the floor in joy, and drink out of a toilet bowl.