[S]o you plant your own garden and nourish your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers…. – Veronica Shoffstall, “After a While,” as posted in Dear Abby
Love is the word used to label the sexual excitement of the young, the habituation of the middle-aged, and the mutual dependence of the old. – John Ciardi
There are only two things. Truth and lies. Truth is indivisible, hence it cannot recognize itself anyone who wants to recognize it has to be a lie. – Franz Kafka