Next to God, love is the word most mangled in every language. The highest form of regard between two people is friendship, and when love enters, friendship dies.
Richard BachI'm a writer as rarely as possible, when forced by an idea too lovely to let die unwritten
Richard BachWe wait all these years to find someone who understands us, I thought, someone who accepts us as we are, someone with a wizard's power to melt stone to sunlight, who can bring us happiness in spite of trials, who can face our dragons in the night, who can transform us into the soul we choose to be. Just yesterday I found that magical Someone is the face we see in the mirror: It's us and our homemade masks.
Richard Bach