Perhaps people like us cannot love. Ordinary people can - that is their secret

There's no reality except the one contained within us. That's why so many people live an unreal life. They take images outside them for reality and never allow the world within them to assert itself.

One can beg, buy, be presented with and find love in the streets, but it can never be stolen.

If I know what love is, it is because of you.

Perhaps people like us cannot love. Ordinary people can - that is their secret.

Oh, love isn't there to make us happy. I believe it exists to show us how much we can endure.