The best things in life make you sweaty.

When you love someone you let them take care of you.

I love you he whispered and that was the moment he knew what he was going to do. When you loved someone you put their needs before your own. No matter how inconceivable those needs were no matter how fucked up no matter how much it made you feel like you were ripping yourself into pieces.

If I die I will wait for you do you understand No matter how long. I will watch from beyond to make sure you live every year you have to its fullest and then well have so much to talk about when I see you again Bones

Never love a wild thing Mr. Bell Holly advised him. That was Docs mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you cant give your heart to a wild thing the more you do the stronger they get. Until theyre strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. Thats how youll end up Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. Youll end up looking at the sky.Shes drunk Joe Bell informed me. Moderately Holly confessed....Holly lifted her martini. Lets wish the Doc luck too she said touching her glass against mine. Good luck and believe me dearest Doc -- its better to look at the sky than live there. Such an empty place so vague. Just a country where the thunder goes and things disappear.

When you have seen as much of life as I have you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love.

This is not a goodbye my darling this is a thank you. Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return. Thank you for the memories I will cherish forever. But most of all thank you for showing me that there will come a time when I can eventually let you go.I love you T.

There is no love sincerer than the love of food.

What greater gift than the love of a cat.

When You Are OldWHEN you are old and grey and full of sleep And nodding by the fire take down this book And slowly read and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once and of their shadows deep How many loved your moments of glad grace And loved your beauty with love false or true But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you And loved the sorrows of your changing face And bending down beside the glowing bars Murmur a little sadly how Love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.