Argue for your limitations and, sure enough, they’re yours.
If you love someone set them free. If they come back, they’re yours; if they don’t, they never were.
A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks.
Sooner or later, those who win are those who think they can.
Respect for sovereignity, for privacy, for total independence. Gentle alliances against loneliness, they were, cool rational love-affairs without the love.
What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly.
The world’s crazy, when it comes to beauty.
