One often learns more from ten days of agony than from ten years of contentment.

Our times are obsessed with finding fulfillment, so there are times when some people try too hard, and there are people who want to have the newest feelings just as there are those who want to have the latest model car. You can't play at love any more than you can be proud of your humility, or add water to your perfume and have it smell the same, but men and women both have been known to try.

The older I get, the clearer it becomes to me that no one is cheated in this world, unless it's by himself.

You can tell a lot about what a man lacks by watching what he is cynical about, and many of us are cynical about love.

The conflict between what one is and who one is expected to be touches all of us. And sometimes, rather than reach for what one could be, we choose the comfort of the failed role, preferring to be the victim of circumstance, the person who didn't have a chance.

The roots of love sink down and deep and strike out far, and they are arteries that feed our lives, so we must see that they get the water and sun they need so they can nourish us. And when you put something good into the world, something good comes back to you.

Girls gave sex to get love and boys gave love to get sex and conning girls was the favorite indoor sport.