I Think That We All, Each One

Nothing Ever Fits The Palm So Perfectly, Or Feels So Right, Or Inspires So Much Protective Instinct As The Hand Of A Child

At First, When We Truly Love Someone, Our Greatest Fear Is That The Loved One Will Stop Loving Us. What We Should Fear And Dread, Of Course, Is That We Won't Stop Loving Them, Even After They're Dead And Gone.

Love Is A One-way Street. Love, Like Respect Isn't Something You Get; It's Something You Give

The Best Revenge, Like The Best Sex, Is Performed Slowly, And With The Eyes Open.

A Man Has To Find A Good Woman, And When He Finds Her He Has To Win Her Love. Then He Has To Earn Her Respect. Then He Has To Cherish Her Trust. And Then He Has To, Like, Go On Doing That For As Long As They Live. Until They Both Die. That's What It's All About. That's The Most Important Thing In The World. That's What A Man Is, Yaar. A Man Is Truly A Man When He Wins The Love Of A Good Woman, Earns Her Respect, And Keeps Her Trust. Until You Do That, You're Not A Man.