If love drove people mad, what would lack of love do?

I know that it's easier to look at death than it is to look at pain, because while death is irrevocable, and the grief will lessen in time, pain is too often merely relentless and irreversible.

It's a sad thing to watch your best friend turn into somebody you don't know anymore. Or even want to know.

I think kissing is what separates us from the animals and makes us divine.

If you don't receive love from the ones who are meant to love you, you will never stop looking for it.

There is a loveliness to life that does not fade. Even in the terrors of the night, there is a tendency toward grace that does not fail us.

There is an ache in my heart for the imagined beauty of a life I haven't had, from which I had been locked out, and it never goes away.