Love is a combination of admiration, respect, and passion. If you have one of those going, that's par for the course. If you have two, you aren't quite world class but you're close. If you have all three, then you don't need to die; you're already in heaven.

Things come apart much easier than they go together.

People can't fly because they don't believe they can. If nobody ever showed people they could swim, everybody'd drown if they were dropped into the water.

Movement is most of what a bird is. When they're dead, they're only feathers and air.

There's no end to the absurd things people will do trying to make life mean something.

What is love? As far as I can tell, it is passion, admiration and respect. If you have two, you have enough. If you have all three, you don't have to die to go to heaven.

What we all tend to complain about most in other people are those things we don't like about ourselves.