"Soul meets soul on lovers lips."

"Love is not finding someone to live with. It's finding someone you can't live without."

"It seems to me now that the plain state of being human is dramatic enough for anyone you don't need to be a heroin addict or a performance poet to experience extremity. You just have to love someone."

"Love is a state in which a man sees things most decidedly as they are not."

"Nothing else wounds so deeply and irreparably. Nothing else robs us of hope so much as being unloved by one we love"

"But why, why, why can't people just say what they mean?"

"I never lie," I said offhand. "At least not to those I don't love."

"But hurry, let's entwine ourselves as one, our mouth broken, our soul bitten by love, so time discovers us safely destroyed."

"What's your heart telling you to do?I don't know.'Maybe, you're trying too hard to hear it."

"She was bendable light: she shone around every corner of my day."

"No, this trick won't work... How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love?"

"All the problem of women, starts with men. All the problem of men, ends with women."

"I had to touch you with my hands, I had to taste you with my tongue; one can't love and do nothing."

"Can't you just like a girl who likes you back?''None of them likes me back. I may as well like the one I really want."

"...the opposite of love is not hate -- it's apathy. It's not giving a damn. If somebody hates me, they must "feel" something ... or they couldn't possibly hate. Therefore, there's some way in which I can get to them."

"Truth without love is brutality, and love without truth is hypocrisy."

"Love simply is."

"But no matter what love throws at you, you have to believe in it. You have ot believe in love stories and prince charmings and happily ever after. That's why I write these songs. Because I think love is FEARLESS."

"Jealous?""Maybe.""No reason. I like my ladies with a pulse."

"You have made a place in my heart where I thought there was no room for anything else. You have made flowers grow where I cultivated dust and stones. Remember this, on this journey you insist on making. If you die, I will not survive you long."

"That was the only time, as I stood there, looking at that strange rubbish, feeling the wind coming across those empty fields, that I started to imagine just a little fantasy thing, because this was Norfolk after all, and it was only a couple of weeks since I’d lost him. I was thinking about the rubbish, the flapping plastic in the branches, the shore-line of odd stuff caught along the fencing, and I half-closed my eyes and imagined this was the spot where everything I'd ever lost since my childhood had washed up, and I was now standing here in front of it, and if I waited long enough, a tiny figure would appear on the horizon across the field, and gradually get larger until I'd see it was Tommy, and he'd wave, maybe even call. The fantasy never got beyond that --I didn't let it-- and though the tears rolled down my face, I wasn't sobbing or out of control. I just waited a bit, then turned back to the car, to drive off to wherever it was I was supposed to be."

"A: The soul wanders in the dark, until it finds love. And so, wherever our love goes, there we find our soul.Q: It always happens?A: If we're lucky. And if we let ourselves be blind. Q: Instead of watching out?A: Instead of always watching out."