Those whom we can love, we can hate; to others we are indifferent.

I loved being Maleficent. I was quite sad to put my staff down and put my horns away because somehow, she just lives in a different world.

Old friends pass away, new friends appear. It is just like the days. An old day passes, a new day arrives. The important thing is to make it meaningful: a meaningful friend – or a meaningful day.

After all, life hasn’t much to offer except youth, and I suppose for older people, the love of youth in others.

The person who grieves suffers his passion to grow upon him; he indulges it, he loves it; but this never happens in the case of actual pain, which no man ever willingly endured for any considerable time.

I just make the pictures and where they fall is where they fall. If somebody likes them, that’s always nice. And if they don’t like them, then too bad.

Christmas is the perfect time to celebrate the love of God and family and to create memories that will last forever. Jesus is God’s perfect, indescribable gift. The amazing thing is that not only are we able to receive this gift, but we are able to share it with others on Christmas and every other day of the year.

Love does not dominate; it cultivates.

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

Sometimes you can’t prioritise family and you feel guilty.

I maintain that, if everyone knew what others said about him, there would not be four friends in the world.

I wouldn’t say that anyone in fashion is on my side. I don’t think there’s anyone on my side.

We love things we love what they are.

The difficult thing is that vulnerability is the first thing I look for in you and the last thing I’m willing to show you. In you, it’s courage and daring. In me, it’s weakness.

I don’t dislike any of my exes. If I took time to form a relationship, it’s gonna hurt when we move on, but are you puttin‘ White-Out over all that beautiful time together? That was real time in your life. It’s connected to where you are today.

For me, it’s about the way I carry myself and the way I treat other people. My relationship and how I feel about God and what He does for me, is something deeply personal. It’s where I came from, my family, I was brought up in a religious household and that’s very important to me.

I’ve learned that usually, the less I know about other people, the better off I am.

I feel upsettingly de-natured. If Penelope Cruz were one of my nurses, I wouldn’t even notice.

I wish people would love everybody else the way they love me. It would be a better world.

We will always be a family. Always.

Keeping score is for games, not friendships.

He who is cruel to animals becomes hard also in his dealings with men. We can judge the heart of a man by his treatment of animals.

When you have nobody you can make a cup of tea for, when nobody needs you, that’s when I think life is over.

I have no human feelings.

I’m just a friendly person; that runs in my family.

My family has never been there for me. They expect things because we’re blood.

Love and compassion are necessities, not luxuries. Without them humanity cannot survive.

True friends stab you in the front.

Girls we love for what they are; young men for what they promise to be.

I am getting to the point where the only love worth being in is the love worth singing about.

Remember that children, marriages, and flower gardens reflect the kind of care they get.

Be a force of love as often as you can and turn away negative thoughts whenever you feel them surface.

A pessimist? That’s a person who has been intimately acquainted with an optimist.

I don’t know how to have a normal relationship because I try to act normal and love from a normal place and live a normal life, but there is sort of an abnormal magnifying glass, like telescope lens, on everything that happens.

The heart is forever inexperienced.

Do I not destroy my enemies when I make them my friends?

Guilt for being rich, and guilt thinking that perhaps love and peace isn’t enough and you have to go and get shot or something.

‚Tis strange what a man may do, and a woman yet think him an angel.

People may hear your words, but they feel your attitude.

Mirth is like a flash of lightning, that breaks through a gloom of clouds, and glitters for a moment; cheerfulness keeps up a kind of daylight in the mind, and fills it with a steady and perpetual serenity.

Little Red Riding Hood was my first love. I felt that if I could have married Little Red Riding Hood, I should have known perfect bliss.

To conceal anything from those to whom I am attached, is not in my nature. I can never close my lips where I have opened my heart.

All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.

There’s a deceptive sin that can keep us from walking in love: pride. It’s deceptive because when you have pride, you’re usually too proud to admit it. I know this because I used to have teachings on pride and they didn’t sell well.

The moment people feel they know what to expect from you, your spell on them is broken. More: You have ceded them power.

What loneliness is more lonely than distrust?

I like some animals more than some people, some people more than some animals.

My wife is already in Heaven.

I knew I was blessed with a gift of having both parents.

Knavery and flattery are blood relations.

You gotta understand: I believe a woman should praise the man, the king. If you holding it down for your woman, I feel like the woman should praise. And the man should praise the queen.

I’ve had moments when I’ve thought about somebody, picked up the phone to call them and they are on the line already, and I think that maybe there’s some vibration, some connection.

If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.

Everyone has been in love, at some point or another.

There are slavish souls who carry their appreciation for favors done them so far that they strangle themselves with the rope of gratitude.

The beginning of an acquaintance whether with persons or things is to get a definite outline of our ignorance.

One is never afraid of the unknown; one is afraid of the known coming to an end.

Part of me feels you can’t say you were truly in love if it didn’t last. If I end up getting married and having kids, that’s when I’ll know it’s real – because it lasted.

Love is an adventure and a conquest. It survives and develops, like the universe itself, only by perpetual discovery.

Plain women know more about men than beautiful women do.

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