To say that one waits a lifetime for his soulmate to come around is a paradox. People eventually get sick of waiting, take a chance on someone, and by the art of commitment become soulmates, which takes a lifetime to perfect.

Your love is as stable as you are: It's not about how good a person makes you feel, but rather what good you can do for them.

It is a healthy approach not to expect persons to turn out precisely how you would have wished.

He wanted to prove to her, every step of the way, that she had been true through grace (through his every mistake), that she had great taste for once choosing him in the first place.

He was simple and yet he was complex in his perception of the other sex. Remembering himself, and how he dealt with females, he often said: 'The easy gals are not for you - they're for themselves; the impossible girls are not for you either - they're for somebody else.

How puzzlingly fitting one can be, a couple of opposites. She was loud and fiery; he was quiet and cold. She always defended him verbally; he always defended her physically.

As far as she'd discovered, she could have any man in the world, and for this, she would settle for no man on earth.

The purest regret, no matter what, is thinking you didn't love enough.

To the loyal and to the blood-lovers, in the good families and in the fiery dynasties, life is family and family is life. It is the same people who give advice and their vices to live well who turn out to be the ones who give resource and reason to live long.