Don't strive for love, be it.

Whenever I find myself arguing for something with great passion, I can be certain I'm not convinced.

Love itself is not an act of will, but sometimes I need the force of my volition to break with my habitual responses and pass along the love already here.

I don't need a "reason" to be happy. I don't have to consult the future to know how happy I feel now.

If your reaction to your partner's fear-or any other form of distress- is disdain or irritation, you do not want oneness or even friendship with your partner at that moment.

If the desire to write is not accompanied by actual writing, then the desire must be not to write.

When I have listened to my mistakes, I have grown.