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Failed relationships can be described as so much wasted make-up.

The uniform enhanced his athletic body, and my thoughts drifted to how magnificent he would look with his uniform puddled around his feet.

But you've slipped under my skin, invaded my blood and seized my heart.

The heart is a strange beast and not ruled by logic.

Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.

Our care of the child should be governed, not by the desire to make him learn things, but by the endeavor always to keep burning within him that light which is called intelligence.

The true birthplace is that wherein for the first time one looks intelligently upon oneself; my first homelands have been books, and to a lesser degree schools.

Of all our games, love's play is the only one which threatens to unsettle the soul...

You have to be very fond of men. Very, very fond. You have to be very fond of them to love them. Otherwise they're simply unbearable.

He didn't mind how he looked to other people, because the nursery magic had made him Real, and when you are Real shabbiness doesn't matter.

When I was about eight, I decided that the most wonderful thing, next to a human being, was a book.

It used to be about trying to do something. Now it's about trying to be someone.