It is only when our fate hangs in the balance, when our very life depends on something, that we see whether or not we trust that the rope to which we are clinging will support us. If we do not, then we let of of the ledge and swing on it with our full weight.

In my experience, there are two things that no one will admit to: having no sense of humor and being susceptible to flattery.

Yet we always envy others, comparing our shadows to their sunlit sides.

Thus we use our supposed "knowledge" of others to speak on their behalf, and condemn them for their words we ourselves put in their silent mouths.

We are always tortured by our memory of the last time we were with anyone, what we said, what we did not say.

Defeat I can endure with cheerfulness, my lady. But betrayal is like taking the wind from my sails, or the earth from beneath my feet. It chills my spirits like a rainy day, and all I can do is draw the curtains and cry into my pillow.

To love someone is to catch your breath whenever he walks in the room.