We come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.

We come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly... Only after we have lost everything, are we free to do anything... Throw things out there and not be perfect and not have answers to anything and see if people understand

My son is in love with Africa , so he has been asking for an African brother or sister .

It can poison you if you have success and you're not a successful person

That's the reason we kind of exist. It's like our Job. To give to each other. And learn from each other. To capture moments of people. So it's really strange to have somebody ignore the obvious human being right in front of them

The fact is I am not having sex. But I feel absolutely ripe for the ? what would you say ? plucking?