There is something in the unselfish and self-sacrificing love of a brute, which goes directly to the heart of him who has had frequent occasion to test the paltry friendship and gossamer fidelity of mere Man.

They do not love that do not show their love.

Some animals are cunning and evil-disposed, as the fox; others, as the dog, are fierce, friendly, and fawning. Some are gentle and easily tamed, as the elephant; some are susceptible of shame, and watchful, as the goose. Some are jealous and fond of ornament, as the peacock.

It is easy to say how we love new friends, and what we think of them, but words can never trace out all the fibers that knit us to the old.

No man wants to settle down. It happens. Eventually you’re going to bump into somebody that makes you go, ‚Hmm, I don’t mind seeing this person every day.‘

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.

We are each made for goodness, love and compassion. Our lives are transformed as much as the world is when we live with these truths.

Love is only one of many passions.

Never marry someone in hope that they’ll change later.

There is nothing I love as much as a good fight.

Even the rich are hungry for love, for being cared for, for being wanted, for having someone to call their own.

A true friend encourages us, comforts us, supports us like a big easy chair, offering us a safe refuge from the world.

Humanity I love you because when you’re hard up you pawn your intelligence to buy a drink.

Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.

To assert in any case that a man must be absolutely cut off from society because he is absolutely evil amounts to saying that society is absolutely good, and no-one in his right mind will believe this today.

Confidentially, the type of male I find most enjoyable for a friend is one who has enough fire and assurance to speak up for his convictions.

The more I think about it, the more I realize there is nothing more artistic than to love others.

I make friends faster and easier than journalists.

Every relationship should eventually become a long-term relationship. Any director that I meet now isn’t just a director. He’s potentially a friend, and someone I can call to do a project that I want or that I have.

Not necessity, not desire – no, the love of power is the demon of men. Let them have everything – health, food, a place to live, entertainment – they are and remain unhappy and low-spirited: for the demon waits and waits and will be satisfied.

Of all forms of caution, caution in love is perhaps the most fatal to true happiness.

Trust not yourself, but your defects to know, make use of every friend and every foe.

I take my wife everywhere, but she keeps finding her way back.

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.

‚Love Story‘ is actually about a guy that I almost dated. But when I introduced him to my family and my friends, they all said they didn’t like him. All of them!

The demand to be loved is the greatest of all arrogant presumptions.

I kind of love Cole Miller.

Sensual love deceives one as to the nature of heavenly love; it could not do so alone, but since it unconsciously has the element of heavenly love within it, it can do so.

To love is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.

These poems, with all their crudities, doubts, and confusions, are written for the love of Man and in praise of God, and I’d be a damn‘ fool if they weren’t.

Only on paper has humanity yet achieved glory, beauty, truth, knowledge, virtue, and abiding love.

Love in all its subtleties is nothing more, and nothing less, than the more or less direct trace marked on the heart of the element by the psychical convergence of the universe upon itself.

The end of man is action, and not thought, though it be of the noblest.

I made my first white women friends in college; they loved me and were loyal to our friendship, but I understood, as they did, that they were white women and that whiteness mattered.

My friends, no matter how rough the road may be, we can and we will, never, never surrender to what is right.

Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.

Gays are some of the nicest, kindest, most loving people in the world.

Happy is he who still loves something he loved in the nursery: He has not been broken in two by time; he is not two men, but one, and he has saved not only his soul but his life.

The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.

My dear friend, clear your mind of cant.

My parents taught me never to judge others based on whom they love, what color their skin is, or their religion.

I was in Europe and it was at this stage that I fell in love with Americans in uniform. And I continue to have that love affair.

To avoid being mistaken for a sellout, I chose my friends carefully. The more politically active black students. The foreign students. The Chicanos. The Marxist professors and structural feminists and punk-rock performance poets.

Power is the measure of the degree of control you have over circumstances in your life and the actions of the people around you. It is a skill that is developed by a deep understanding of human nature, of what truly motivates people, and of the manipulations necessary for advancement and protection.

All mankind is divided into three classes: those that are immovable, those that are movable, and those that move.

Quarrel? Nonsense; we have not quarreled. If one is not to get into a rage sometimes, what is the good of being friends?

Poverty breeds despair. We know this. Despair breeds violence. We know this. In turbulent times, isn’t it cheaper, and smarter, to make friends out of potential enemies than to defend yourself against them later?

I’m not claiming divinity. I’ve never claimed purity of soul. I’ve never claimed to have the answers to life. I only put out songs and answer questions as honestly as I can… But I still believe in peace, love and understanding.

My personal telephone book is a book of the dead now. I’m so old. Almost all of my friends have died, and I don’t have the guts to take their names out of the book.

If we love our country, we should also love our countrymen.

I think if I keep working in the way that I am, from the heart and from passion and with love, well, the fruits of that will keep coming.

I mean… in life… what relationship is easy?

The principle that human nature, in its psychological aspects, is nothing more than a product of history and given social relations removes all barriers to coercion and manipulation by the powerful.

People hate as they love, unreasonably.

Hell is other people.

Dear friends, we may well sing to our Beloved when it is near the time of our departure. It draws near, and as it approaches, we must not dread it, but rather thank God for it.

One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon instead of enjoying the roses that are blooming outside our windows today.

What’s really hard is that you could care a lot for someone and not want to live with him anymore.

There is a blessed necessity by which the interest of men is always driving them to the right; and, again, making all crime mean and ugly.

If all men knew what others say of them, there would not be four friends in the world.