In married life three is company and two none.

No one lies so boldly as the man who is indignant.

I think there are things that are based in your own dealings with someone that is a personal dealing, not a public dealing. Because you have personal experiences.

It’s a funny thing that when a man hasn’t anything on earth to worry about, he goes off and gets married.

Twice and thrice over, as they say, good is it to repeat and review what is good.

I am good, but not an angel. I do sin, but I am not the devil. I am just a small girl in a big world trying to find someone to love.

The excessive increase of anything causes a reaction in the opposite direction.

To be loved is very demoralizing.

What the heck is true love? I remember feeling, back when I was 12 and ‚going‘ with this girl, ‚Is this true love?‘

Love has reasons which reason cannot understand.

Daring to set boundaries is about having the courage to love ourselves, even when we risk disappointing others.

Think left and think right and think low and think high. Oh, the thinks you can think up if only you try!

He has no enemies, but is intensely disliked by his friends.

Sometimes one pays most for the things one gets for nothing.

If you would be loved, love, and be loveable.

Many people when they fall in love look for a little haven of refuge from the world, where they can be sure of being admired when they are not admirable, and praised when they are not praiseworthy.

When I was a youngster I lived with different families. I nearly always felt closer to the man of the house. Maybe because I always dreamed of having a father of my own.

What kills a skunk is the publicity it gives itself.

When I was married, I definitely went through a lying period.

The ideas I stand for are not mine. I borrowed them from Socrates. I swiped them from Chesterfield. I stole them from Jesus. And I put them in a book. If you don’t like their rules, whose would you use?

A lie cannot live.

It is plain indeed that in spite of later estrangement Hobbits are relatives of ours: far nearer to us than Elves, or even than Dwarves. Of old they spoke the languages of Men, after their own fashion, and liked and disliked much the same things as Men did. But what exactly our relationship is can no longer be discovered.

I was never a boy magnet at school. There was always the girl all the guys liked and wanted to date, but it was never me.

You don’t want to live your life and then meet someone. You want to share your life with someone. That’s what I’m missing right now.

A broken heart is a very pleasant complaint for a man in London if he has a comfortable income.

I think I have had so much blessing – I’ve had my brother, who was brilliant – I think my family came closest to making a genius when they made my brother – Bailey was just all of that. He loved me.

The course of true love never did run smooth.

My father was a mean, controlling and manipulative person for most of his life. He was unpredictable and unstable.

I do have a lot of gays in my family now, but some will never come out.

To love and win is the best thing. To love and lose, the next best.

I used to tell my husband that, if he could make me ‚understand‘ something, it would be clear to all the other people in the country.

Our affections as well as our bodies are in perpetual flux.

When people say ‚marriage‘ to me… It’s always a means to an end. Everyone’s so in a rush to define the relationship.

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

Fame may go by and – so long, I’ve had you.

Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.

My family is very good about visiting me, and other friends as well.

If one could be friendly with women, what a pleasure – the relationship so secret and private compared with relations with men. Why not write about it truthfully?

There isn’t any formula or method. You learn to love by loving – by paying attention and doing what one thereby discovers has to be done.

When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe.

If you get down and quarell everyday, you’re saying prayers to the devil, I say.

I would be married, but I’d have no wife, I would be married to a single life.

I’ve done the bad-boy thing. It was fun for a good three months. But the thing about bad boys is, you have to keep in mind, you’re never gonna marry a bad boy.

We never love a person, but only qualities.

It has been hard for me to find it, but I have found love.

Remember that a gesture of friendship, no matter how small, is always appreciated.

Perfect friendship is the friendship of men who are good, and alike in excellence; for these wish well alike to each other qua good, and they are good in themselves.

If you burn your neighbors house down, it doesn’t make your house look any better.

Life without liberty is like a body without spirit.

Trying to meet new women, it’s always a little more difficult as opposed to calling somebody I knew that’s single and trying to rebuild that connection.

Always do sober what you said you’d do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut.

Of two evils, choose neither.

Hear reason, or she’ll make you feel her.

We’re hardwired for connection. There’s no arguing with the bioscience. But we can want it so badly we’re trying to hot-wire it.

There is no wealth but life.

That’s what a man wants in a wife, mostly; he wants to make sure one fool tells him he’s wise.

I have rules for a lot of areas of my life. Love is not going to be one of them.

At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.

Get your facts first, then you can distort them as you please.

Sure, I can get a little bit jealous. The good part about jealousy is that it comes from passion. It’s also the dangerous part and it’s an ugly emotion that hurts.

The love of the family, the love of one person can heal. It heals the scars left by a larger society. A massive, powerful society.