By starving emotions we become humorless, rigid and stereotyped; by repressing them we become literal, reformatory and holier-than-thou; encouraged, they read more

By starving emotions we become humorless, rigid and stereotyped; by repressing them we become literal, reformatory and holier-than-thou; encouraged, they perfume life; discouraged, they poison it.

Love isn't an emotion or an instinct--it's an art.

Love isn't an emotion or an instinct--it's an art.

Ama me fideliter!
Fidem meam noto:
De corde totaliter
Et ex mente tota,
Sum presentialiter
Absens in remota."
Lat: "Love read more

Ama me fideliter!
Fidem meam noto:
De corde totaliter
Et ex mente tota,
Sum presentialiter
Absens in remota."
Lat: "Love me faithfully!/See how I am faithful:/With all my heart/And all my soul/I am with you/Though I am far away. - Carmina Burana, "Omnia Sol Temperat".

Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its read more

Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its trust in life.

Marriage is a matter of give and take, but so far I haven't been able to find anybody who'll take read more

Marriage is a matter of give and take, but so far I haven't been able to find anybody who'll take what I have to give.

You learn to put your emotional luggage where it will do some good, instead of using it to shit on read more

You learn to put your emotional luggage where it will do some good, instead of using it to shit on other people, or blow up aeroplanes.

Secret admirers make us believe things about ourselves that we always hoped were true.

Secret admirers make us believe things about ourselves that we always hoped were true.

What is passion? It is surely the becoming of a person. Are we not, for most of our lives, marking read more

What is passion? It is surely the becoming of a person. Are we not, for most of our lives, marking time? Most of our being is at rest, unlived. In passion, the body and the spirit seek expression outside of self. Passion is all that is other from self. Sex is only interesting when it releases passion. The more extreme and the more expressed that passion is, the more unbearable does life seem without it. It reminds us that if passion dies or is denied, we are partly dead and that soon, come what may, we will be wholly so.

To really know someone is to have loved and hated him in turn.

To really know someone is to have loved and hated him in turn.