You can only control your own actions. Not other people’s reactions.

Maybe that's what it all comes down to. Love, not as a surge of passion, but as a choice to commit to something, someone, no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way. And maybe making that choice, again and again, day in and day out, year after year, says more about love than never having a choice to make at all.

No, scratch the word "career." Careers are for people who wish to advance. I only want to survive, draw a paycheck.

I think of how each person in a marriage owes it to the other to find individual happiness, even in a shared life. That this is the only way to grow together, instead of apart.

I think that we have to consciously be aware that every moment we're in, every different stage in our lives, we can control.

It's the worst thing to fall in love with someone who will never stop disappointing you.

Surely he knows we are all watching. That I am watching. It is always that way when you are in a group and someone decides to go for a swim or walk to the water. The ocean is a giant stage. It is natural that the others watch, if only for a moment.