Matt Baker

Sorry that I can’t believe that anybody ever really starts to fall in love with me.

I don’t care too much for money, money can’t buy me love.

Barack and I were both raised by families who didn’t have much in the way of money or material possessions but who had given us something far more valuable – their unconditional love, their unflinching sacrifice, and the chance to go places they had never imagined for themselves.

Jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy get the best of me.

I never thought love could be so deep, so wide, so open, so full, so elevating! Such a teacher! Thank you for teaching me, growing me, deepening me!!

If you can’t hurt with me, don’t flirt with me.

The love we shared is a paper town on a map we drew ourselves, drunk and fucked and needing to be more than we were.

You know quite well, deep within you, that there is only a single magic, a single power, a single salvation… and that is called loving. Well then, love your suffering. Do not resist it, do not flee from it. It is only your aversion to it that hurts, nothing else.

We are asleep until we fall in Love!

My heart must be bigger than my brain – blocking it out of all my decisions, so that I cannot think past the way I feel.

Love is only one fine star away.

To be fully seen by somebody, then and be loved anyhow – this is a human offering that can border on miraculous.

Some men love truth so much that they seem to be in continual fear lest she should catch a cold on overexposure.

I live in the realm of romantic possibility.

I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence. I wanted excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice myself for my love.