...to be in a relationship with God is to be loved purely and furiously. And a person who thinks himself unlovable cannot be in a relationship with God because he cant accept who God is a Being that is love. We learn that we are lovable or unlovable from other people...That is why God tells us so many times to love each other.

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.

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

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.

When you really love someone you see all their mess and their brokenness and you love them anyway. In fact seeing all of that sort of makes you love them more.

Marriage isnt a love affair. It isnt even a honeymoon. Its a job. A long hard job at which both partners have to work harder than theyve worked at anything in their lives before. If its a good marriage it changes it evolves but it does on getting better. Ive seen it with my own mother and father. But a bad marriage can dissolve in a welter of resentment and acrimony. Ive seen that too in my own miserable and disastrous attempt at making another person happy. And its never one persons fault. Its the sum total of a thousand little irritations disagreements idiotic details that in a sound alliance would simply be disregarded or forgotten in the healing act of making love. Divorce isnt a cure its a surgical operation even if there are no children to consider.

The police seemed to think I killed her which is crazy because I loved her like a thousand drops of blood dripping down a dagger.

He was powerful and I died of love in his shadow.

Love is never supposed to hurt. Love is supposed to heal to be your haven from misery to make living fucking worthwhile.