Caroline Myss

Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love? Can the child within my heart rise above? Can I sail through the changing ocean tides? Can I handle the seasons of my life?

Treasure the love you receive above all. It will survive long after your good health has vanished.

I live in the realm of romantic possibility.

When we know love matters more than anything, and we know that nothing else REALLY matters, we move into the state of surrender. Surrender does not diminish our power, it enhances it.

The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.

“Love isn’t a state of perfect caring. It is an active noun like struggle. To love someone is to strive to accept that person exactly the way he or she is, right here and now.

In my sex fantasy, nobody ever loves me for my mind.

Men make love more intensely at 20, but make love better, however, at 30.

Sometimes I feel like a kid wanting nothing more than to squeeze you tight and call you mine.

Have you ever been so melancholy, that you wanted to fit in the palm of your beloved’s hand? And lie there, for fortnights, or decades, or the length of time between stars? In complete silence?

I never met a woman I didn’t like. I love ’em all, in their different ways.

I’m fading away, you know I used to be on fire.

I don’t feel that no big stone should be put over my head, saying he did this, he did that. Unless there’s something that I really did do. I believe I’m just ordinary. And I’d like for people to think of me that way, as just a guy that tried. Wanted to be loved by other people because he loved people.

I was a poem, she was a melody, songs emerged between us.

My love rumbles like the sternum of a lion. Be mindful of the beast you stir up.