The eye through which I see God is the same eye through which God sees me my eye and Gods eye are one eye one seeing one knowing one love.

Thats why I loved being with you. We could do the simplest things like toss starfish into the ocean and share a burger and talk and even then I knew that I was fortunate. Because you were the first guy who wasnt constantly trying to impress me. You accepted who you were but more than that you accepted me for me. And nothing else mattered-- not my family or your family or anyone else in the world. It was just us.

Youre just another story I cant tell anymore.

You asked why I couldnt forgive you Nick said very quietly and I jumped a little. It was because you were the love of my life Harper. And you didnt want to be. Thats hard to let go.

Let us always meet each other with smile for the smile is the beginning of love.

You know that when I hate you it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul.

The only way love can last a lifetime is if its unconditional. The truth is this love is not determined by the one being loved but rather by the one choosing to love.

There is no time for cut-and-dried monotony. There is time for work. And time for love. That leaves no other time.

When I saw you I saw love. When I saw you naked I saw lust. When I saw you with my clone in a dream I saw the future.

I had no illusions about you he said. I knew you were silly and frivolous and empty-headed. But I loved you. I knew that your aims and ideals were vulgar and commonplace. But I loved you. I knew that you were second-rate. But I loved you. Its comic when I think how hard I tried to be amused by the things that amused you and how anxious I was to hide from you that I wasnt ignorant and vulgar and scandal-mongering and stupid. I knew how frightened you were of intelligence and I did everything I could to make you think me as big a fool as the rest of the men you knew. I knew that youd only married me for convenience. I loved you so much I didnt care. Most people as far as I can see when theyre in love with someone and the love isnt returned feel that they have a grievance. They grow angry and bitter. I wasnt like that. I never expected you to love me I didnt see any reason that you should. I never thought myself very lovable. I was thankful to be allowed to love you and I was enraptured when now and then I thought you were pleased with me or when I noticed in your eyes a gleam of good-humored affection. I tried not to bore you with my love I knew I couldnt afford to do that and I was always on the lookout for the first sign that you were impatient with my affection. What most husbands expect as a right I was prepared to receive as a favor.