I have had some experiences with love, or think I have, anyway, although the ones I have liked best could easily be described as "common decency." I treated somebody well for a little while, or maybe even for a tremendously long time, and that person treated me well in turn. Love need not have had anything to do with it.

And I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.

There's only one me, and I'm stuck with him.

Don't be reckless with other peoples hearts. And don't put up with people that are reckless with yours.

Being an American means never having to say you're sorry.