In love, we worry more about the meaning of silences than the meaning of words.
The young have stolen our youthfulness, and flaunt it without shame.
To postpone unpleasantness is human; to forget it is divine.
My mother's mild-eyed sadness looks at me from the eyes of those I love.
Promiscuity is like never reading past the first page. Monogamy is like reading the same book over and over.
Inequality is a fact. Equality is a value.