You can't postpone sorrow, so why would you postpone happiness?
You can be happy with someone who likes you despite your faults - until you meet someone who likes your faults.
Love may be blind, but this I'll state - it's eagle-eyed compared to hate.
Though you lose all hope, there is still hope, and it loves to surprise.
It is seeing ourselves in others that often prompts the remark, 'There's something about that person I don't trust.
It is still possible to have friendly discourse in America, as long as you don't bring up any subject.