A lover's quarrel is always about every quarrel you ever had.
One of life's regrets is that you didn't always tell the truth, and now it's too late, because the truth has changed.
God answers first the prayers we should have prayed.
We lack resolve and blame fate, mistaking the drift for the tides.
What good is love if you never ask anything of it?
History is man's best guess as to what the past would look like if everything had happened in chronological order.