My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.
As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
The saddest people I've ever met in life are the ones who don't care deeply about anything at all. Passion and satisfaction go hand in hand, and without them, any happiness is only temporary, because there's nothing to make it last.
The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him.
If loving someone is putting them in a straitjacket and kicking them down a flight of stairs, then yes, I have loved a few people.
Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home.
When someone loves you, the way they talk about you is different. You feel safe and comfortable.