Reason is no match for desire: when desire is purely and powerfully felt, it becomes a kind of reason of its own.

I see disappointment as something small and aggregate rather than something unified or great. With a little effort, every failure can be turned into something good.

The way that I see astrology is as a repository of thought and psychology. A system we've created as a culture as way to make things mean things.

A man ought never to trust another mans evaluation of a third mans disposition.

Reason is no match for desire: when desire is purely and powerfully felt, it becomes a kind of reason of its own.

It is a mark of the depth of their wounding that they are pretending they suspected it all along. Everything that they have seen and been told about love so far has been an inside perspective, and they are not prepared for the crashing weight of this exclusion. It dawns on them now how much they never saw and how little they were wanted, and with this dawning comes a painful re-imagining of the self as peripheral, uninvited, and utterly minor.

What’s the likelihood? That the one girl who makes my heart race is the one girl who wants me in return? That the accident of my attraction coincides with the accident of hers?