For one human being to love another human being that is perhaps the most difficult task that has been given to us the ultimate the final problem and proof the work for which all other work is merely preparation.

We cant be lovers because we both have mustaches. But since youre a lady and Im a gentleman Ill shave mine off.

You know the reason The Beatles made it so big...I Wanna Hold Your Hand. First single. Fucking brilliant. Perhaps the most fucking brilliant song ever written. Because they nailed it. Thats what everyone wants. Not 247 hot wet sex. Not a marriage that lasts a hundred years. Not a Porsche...or a million-dollar crib. No. They wanna hold your hand. They have such a feeling that they cant hide. Every single successful song of the past fifty years can be traced back to I Wanna Hold Your Hand. And every single successful love story has those unbearable and unbearably exciting moments of hand-holding.

I should go I said thickly. Let me know when you want to start practice again. And thanks for...talking.I started to turn then I heard him say abruptly No.I glanced back. WhatHe held my gaze and something warm and wonderful and powerful shot between us.No he repeated. I told her no.I... I shut my mouth before my jaw hit the floor. But...why That was a once-in-a-lifetime thing. You could have had a baby. And she...she was you know into you...The ghost of a smile flickered on his face. Yes she was. Is. And thats why I had to say no. I couldnt return that...couldnt give her what she wanted. Not when... He took a few steps toward me. Not when my heart is somewhere else.

What if love wasnt the act of finding what you were missing but the give-and-take that made you both match

To him she seemed so beautiful so seductive so different from ordinary people that he could not understand why no one was as disturbed as he by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones why no one elses heart was wild with the breeze stirred by the sighs of her veils why everyone did not go mad with the movements of her braid the flight of her hands the gold of her laughter. He had not missed a single one of her gestures not one of the indications of her character but he did not dare approach her for fear of destroying the spell.

If only she could be so oblivious again to feel such love without knowing it mistaking it for laughter.

You can obsess and obsess over how things endedwhat you did wrong or could have done differentlybut theres not much of a point. Its not like itll change anything. So really why worry

But even when I stop crying even when we fall asleep and Im nestled in his arms this will leave another scar. No one will see it. No one will know. But it will be there. And eventually all of the scars will have scars and thats all Ill be--one big scar of a love gone wrong.

When you find somebody you love all the way through and she loves youeven with your weaknesses your flaws everything starts to click into place. And if you can talk to her and she listens if she makes you laugh and makes you think makes you want makes you see who you really are and who you are is better just better with her youd be crazy not to want to spend the rest of your life with her. Carter Maguire