Men always want to be a woman’s first love – women like to be a man’s last romance.

But there is a difference between cozying up to power and being close to power.

I love crime, I love mysteries, and I love ghosts.

Yesterday we obeyed kings and bent our necks before emperors. But today we kneel only to truth, follow only beauty, and obey only love.

I definitely don’t think that money can buy you love. It can buy you affection but certainly not love.

The important thing is to be in love with something.

French is the language that turns dirt into romance.

Love is easy, and I love writing. You can’t resist love. You get an idea, someone says something, and you’re in love.

It used to be the case, like you’d switch jobs, and then maybe you wouldn’t keep in touch with all the people that you knew from that old job, just because it was too hard. But one of the things that Facebook does is it makes it really easy to just stay in touch with all these people.

Bisexuality immediately doubles your chances for a date on Saturday night.

Really, who you are is defined by the people who you know – not even the people that you know, but the people you spend time with and the people that you love and the people that you work with. I guess we show your friends in your profile, but that’s kind of different from the information you put in your profile.

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

The best way to find out if you can trust somebody is to trust them.

A quarrel is quickly settled when deserted by one party; there is no battle unless there be two.

Love is a gross exaggeration of the difference between one person and everybody else.

Man’s nature is not essentially evil. Brute nature has been known to yield to the influence of love. You must never despair of human nature.

Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.

I’m 31 now. I think I’m beginning to understand what life is, what romance is, and what a relationship means.

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

I don’t eat with beautiful women alone.

Love is a better teacher than duty.

Do not rebuke mockers, or they will hate you; rebuke the wise, and they will love you.

Nobody made a greater mistake than he who did nothing because he could do only a little.

We have to distrust each other. It is our only defense against betrayal.

My love is a hummingbird sitting that quiet moment on the bough, as the same cat crouches.

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.

Happiness is a hard master, particularly other people’s happiness.

There’s nothing hippie about my picture of Christ. The Gospels paint a picture of a very demanding, sometimes divisive love, but love it is.

We make our friends; we make our enemies; but God makes our next door neighbour.

A man can be happy with any woman, as long as he does not love her.

Oh, my mama was awesome. Very strict, overreligious, loved the Lord, loved rules. But she had to be that way because of where we were growing up, the neighborhood I was from.

One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.

True humor springs not more from the head than from the heart. It is not contempt; its essence is love. It issues not in laughter, but in still smiles, which lie far deeper.

When love and skill work together, expect a masterpiece.

Now is the winter of our discontent.

For most of us, relationship with another is based on dependence, either economic or psychological. This dependence creates fear, breeds in us possessiveness, results in friction, suspicion, frustration.

Wherever the art of medicine is loved, there is also a love of humanity.

If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life.

Normally, when someone we love is turning away from a struggle, we self-protect by also turning away. That’s definitely my first response. I think change is more likely to happen if both partners have common language and a shared lens to see problems.

No one is a friend to his friend who does not love in return.

The best thing about being a dad? Well, I think it’s just the thing that every man wants – to have a son and heir.

I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover’s quarrel with the world.

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

Without Cambodia, I may never have become a mother. Part of my heart is and will always be in this country. And part of this country is always with me: Maddox.

I am deeply grateful to the citizens of Sarajevo and the Sarajevo Canton assembly for bestowing upon me this incredible honor of citizenship. I am so proud to now be a part of such an extraordinary part of the world and fellow citizen to the people I deeply love and admire.

All the songs I write are about human dynamics, whether it’s with girlfriends, boyfriends, or family.

Man and animals are in reality vehicles and conduits of food, tombs of animals, hostels of Death, coverings that consume, deriving life by the death of others.

The real lover is the man who can thrill you just by touching your head or smiling into your eyes – or just by staring into space.

A man’s growth is seen in the successive choirs of his friends.

I love hugging people. I still hug everybody in my meet-and-greet lines.

I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than teach 10,000 stars how not to dance.

I could fall in love with a sumo wrestler if he told stories and made me laugh. Obviously, it would be easier if someone was African-American and lived next door and went to the same church. Because then I wouldn’t have to translate.

You shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you mad.

Have you not noticed that love is silence? It may be while holding the hand of another, or looking lovingly at a child, or taking in the beauty of an evening. Love has no past or future, and so it is with this extraordinary state of silence.

Here’s what I’ve learned about deal-breakers. If you have enough natural chemistry with someone, you overlook every single thing that you said would break the deal.

To be intimate with a married man, when my own father cheated on my mother, is not something I could forgive. I could not look at myself in the morning if I did that. I wouldn’t be attracted to a man who would cheat on his wife.

I’m pretty sure I don’t have any songs that are about how much I love someone. They’re all either about, like, ‚I hate you,‘ or ‚You make me hate me.‘

Life without liberty is like a body without spirit.

In argument similes are like songs in love; they describe much, but prove nothing.

Things in themselves have no life in them. A car can’t comfort or encourage you. A house means nothing if there’s no life and love inside.

A lot of times, people feel that if they forgive the person who hurt them, then they will continue to take advantage of them or not take responsibility for what they did wrong.