Compromise is simply changing the question to fit the answer.

There is a great fear that plagues only romantics and children... it is that they might be alright alone.

What a gigantic step it is not to move.

There are no illegitimate babies.

Love is proud of itself. It leaks out of us even with the tightest security.

Compromise is simply changing the question to fit the answer.

Why is it that we always remember that people forget; but we always forget that they remember?I used to remember...but I forgot!