I'm a humble guy, okay?
The depth of love is revealed in its departure.
I don't think it is as much a human foible as it is a human curse that we cannot understand the beauty of a thing until it is gone.
Can you ever forgive me? I already have. How could you? I don't deserve it. That's what makes it love.
The first casualty of hitting rock bottom is vanity.
From our first babblings to our last word, we make but one statement, and that is our life.