There is nothing so rewarding as to make people realize that they are worthwhile in this world.

Memory is a funny thing. When I was in the scene I hardly paid it any mind. I never stopped to think of it as something that would make a lasting impression certainly never imagined that eighteen years later I would recall it in such detail. I didnt give a damn about the scenery that day. I was thinking about myself. I was thinking about the beautiful girl walking next to me. I was thinking about the two of us together and then about myself again. It was the age that time of life when every sight every feeling every thought came back like a boomerang to me. And worse I was in love. Love with complications. The scenery was the last thing on my mind.

I dont remember who said this but there really are places in the heart you dont even know exist until you love a child.

Two become one when two are in loveor when the waitress asks about our dinner bill. Ill pay next time I promise.

A real love letter is made of insight understanding and compassion. Otherwise its not a love letter. A true love letter can produce a transformation in the other person and therefore in the world. But before it produces a transformation in the other person it has to produce a transformation within us. Some letters may take the whole of our lifetime to write.

..And i cant get you out of my mindGod knows how hard Ive tried

Even when a river of tears courses through this body the flame of love cannot be quenched.

After their encounter on the approach to Jupiter there would aways be a secret bond between them---not of love but of tenderness which is often more enduring.

Living might mean taking chances but theyre worth taking. Loving might be a mistake. but its worth making

She didnt understand what it was like to be filled with a love so strong that it made your chest achea love you could only feel and not express. Keeping love buried was a lot like keeping anger pent up Id learned. It just ate you up inside until you wanted to scream or kick something.