This emotion I'm feeling now, this is love, right?" "I don't know. Is it a longing? Is it a giddy stupid happiness just because you're with me?" "Yes," she said. "That's influenza," said Miro. "Watch for nausea or diarrhea within a few hours.

So the whole war is because we can't talk to each other.

I don't hate you, I love you, you're part of myself, you're my heart and when you go it's my heart torn out and carried away--

If desire did not dim the brain, nobody would ever get married, drunk, or fat. ~Val

America is an empire that does not wish to be one ; we are easily discouraged from doing what must be done to maintain the global order that allows democracy and prosperity to flourish.

I looked for perfection, and I found something better.

The worst thing about the fantasies of the mentally ill is that they're so damned consistent. They never let up. They never give you any rest.