The very essence of romance is uncertainty.

They say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for.

Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these: It might have been.

Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.

The saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom.