To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket safe dark motionless airless it will change. It will not be broken it will become unbreakable impenetrable irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.

A womans heart should be so hidden in God that a man has to seek Him just to find her.

My daddy said that the first time you fall in love it changes you forever and no matter how hard you try that feeling just never goes away.

Ive been making a list of the things they dont teach you at school. They dont teach you how to love somebody. They dont teach you how to be famous. They dont teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They dont teach you how to walk away from someone you dont love any longer. They dont teach you how to know whats going on in someone elses mind. They dont teach you what to say to someone whos dying. They dont teach you anything worth knowing.

You know youre in love when you cant fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.

And now these three remain faith hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

I think if Ive learned anything about friendship its to hang in stay connected fight for them and let them fight for you. Dont walk away dont be distracted dont be too busy or tired dont take them for granted. Friends are part of the glue that holds life and faith together. Powerful stuff.

There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves it is not my nature.

Youve gotta dance like theres nobody watchingLove like youll never be hurtSing like theres nobody listeningAnd live like its heaven on earth.

Strange is it not how even those of us who scoff at divine intervention will fall to our knees and clasp our hands the moment we realize our futures are defined by uncertainty and hazard. A thoughtful man would never leave his knees. A wise man would never drop to them. In any case it wasnt really a prayer but one does like to follow convention now and then.