Remember: the time you feel lonely is the time you most need to be by yourself. Life's cruelest irony.

Life is pain, highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something.

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.

I don't know the question, but sex is definitely the answer.