A kiss can be a comma, a question mark or an exclamation point. That's basic spelling that every woman ought read more

A kiss can be a comma, a question mark or an exclamation point. That's basic spelling that every woman ought to know.

I desire not to desire, for my will is without value, since I am ignorant in any case. Therefore choose read more

I desire not to desire, for my will is without value, since I am ignorant in any case. Therefore choose Thou for me what thou knowest to be best and do not put my perdition in what my autonomy and free choice prefer.

Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, read more

Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration.

I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more read more

I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love.

I don't think I can play any other way but all out. I enjoy the game so much because I'm read more

I don't think I can play any other way but all out. I enjoy the game so much because I'm putting so much into it.

Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and read more

Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and joy and freedom for you, there can be no real peace or joy or freedom for me. To see reality--not as we expect it to be but as it is--is to see that unless we live for each other and in and through each other, we do not really live very satisfactorily; that there can really be life only where there really is, in just this sense, love.

Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so.

Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so.

Nunc scio quit sit amor."
Lat., "Now I know what love is.

Nunc scio quit sit amor."
Lat., "Now I know what love is.

Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the read more

Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.