The excesses of love soon pass, but its insufficiencies torment us forever.
Learn a little of anything, and you're ready to proselytize.
Few of us write great novels; all of us live them.
Beauty often fades, but seldom so swiftly as the joy it gives us.
Naturally, the neurotic wants you to love him twice as much, for he's going to cut it in half anyway.
When first we fall in love, we feel that we know all there is to know about life, and perhaps we are right.