Everybody is two beings: one lives and flourishes in the daylight and stands guard. The other being walks and howls at night.
An envious heart makes a treacherous ear.
A thing is mighty big when time and distance cannot shrink it.
Perhaps love is a compelling necessity imposed on man by God that has something to do with suffering
Tell me, and then again show me, so I can know.
I made up my mind to keep my feelings to myself since they did not seem to matter to anyone else but me.