Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit. – Peter Ustinov
The habit of religion is oppressive, an easy way out of thought. – Peter Ustinov

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit. – Peter Ustinov
The habit of religion is oppressive, an easy way out of thought. – Peter Ustinov
I was irrevocably betrothed to laughter, the sound of which has always seemed to me the most civilised music in the world. – Peter Ustinov
I tell again the oldest and the newest story of all the world, — the story of Invincible Love! This tale divine — ancient as the beginning of things, fresh and young as the passing hour — has forms and names various as humanity. – Amelia E. Huddleston Barr, A Rose of a Hundred Leaves: A Love Story, 1891