We have a saying in Marseilles: a man in no hurry gets nowhere fast. I have been in no hurry for eight years.

They claim a hidden corner of our hearts, all those moments that stay with us unscreamed. That's where loves, like elephants, drag themselves to die. It's the place where pride allows itself to cry.

Suffering is how we test our love especially our love for God.

Be true to love where ever you find it, and be true to yourself and everything that you really are.

Civilization, after all, is defined by what we forbid, more than what we permit.

Once you love something, you can never stop loving it. Even after a divorce, the heart will not stop loving.

A man is truly a man when he wins the love of a good woman, earns her respect, and keeps her trust. Until you can do that, you're not a man.