Life was reduced to its four basic elements: air, food, drink, and a good friend.

There is no sound so terrible as a man's sorrow for his own death.

There's a certain class of people who will do you in and then remain completely mystified by the depth of your pain.

Happiness is seasonal, like anything else

Personally, I'd rather grow old alone than in the company of anyone I've met so far. I don't experience myself as lonely, incomplete, or unfulfilled, but I don't talk about that much. It seems to piss people off--especially men. (Kinsey Millhone)

Sometimes being fooled by love is worth the price. At least you know you're alive and capable of feeling, even if all you end up with is chest pain.

Beware the dark pool at the bottom of our hearts. In its icy, black depths dwell strange and twisted creatures it is best not to disturb.