Everything I do or say will be forgotten in a few short years. Yet how amazing and wonderful it is that somehow I still care, just simply care about whatever I do, and will probably do so until my dying moment.

I feel that the only true security I have is my capacity, however limited, to love.

Ideals are great as long as they don't get in the way of what we want to do.

I think that an act of love is immortal; once tendered, it can never really be taken back.

For some of us life is so fantastic we can't stand it.

Everything I do or say will be forgotten in a few short years. Yet how amazing and wonderful it is that somehow I still care, just simply care about whatever I do, and will probably do so until my dying moment.

The man who says that he does not deserve his wife is probably right, but not for the reasons he thinks.