Falling in love makes the unknown known. Falling out of love reverses the process.

I suppose the word "unbearable" is a lie by definition. Unless you kill yourself immediately after using it.

You love life because life's all there is.

For you, my darlings, freedom to do what you like is the discovery of how unlikable what you like to do makes you. Not that that stops you doing what you like, since you like doing what you like more than you like liking what you do... [Lucifer]

Words betrayed her: beautiful butterflies in her mind; dead moths when she opened her mouth for their release into the world.

No artist knows everything... but since every artist knows more than he can tell, all art is lying by omission.

I'm in love, truly, madly, deeply in love with perception.