If you can love someone with your whole heart, even one person, then there's salvation in life. Even if you can't get together with that person.

Wasn't it better if they kept this desire to see each other hidden within them, and never actually got together? That way, there would always be hope in their hearts. That hope would be a small, yet vital flame that warmed them to their core-- a tiny flame to cup one's hands around and protect from the wind, a flame that the violent winds of reality might easily extinguish.

Wherever there's hope there's a trial.

A person learns how to love himself through the simple acts of loving and being loved by someone else.

What a wonderful thing it is to find and be found by your 100% perfect other. It's a miracle, a cosmic miracle.

I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.