We are not evil, inadequate or incompetent when our relationships fail.

Don't brood. Get on with living and loving. You don't have forever.

There is nothing quite so satisfying, and so healing, as a good cry.

He who remains calm while those around him panic probably doesn't know what's going on.

I was one of those fortunate individuals who grew up in a large, passionate, demonstrative Italian family where we were taught to love as naturally as we breathed and ate giant bowls of pasta!

Love withers with predictability; its very essence is surprise and amazement. To make love a prisoner of the mundane is to take its passion and lose it forever.

The heart is the place where we live our passions. It is frail and easily broken, but wonderfully resilient. There is no point in trying to deceive the heart. It depends upon our honesty for its survival.