Desire is in men a hunger, in women only an appetite.

True remorse is never just a regret over consequences; it is a regret over motive.

No one ever loved anyone the way that person wanted to be loved.

Love looks forward, hate looks back, anxiety has eyes all over its head.

The hardest-learned lesson: that people have only their kind of love to give, not our kind.

The neurotic doesn't know how to cope with his emotional bills; some he keeps paying over and over, others he never pays at all.

Acedia is not in every dictionary; just in every heart.