The Way I See It, Love Is

If You End Your Story, It's A Static Work Of Art, A Finite Circle. But If You Don't, It Belongs To Anyone's Imagination. It Stays Alive Forever.

A World That Was Crowded With People Could Still Be A Very Lonely Place.

If You Don't Get Sick, You Won't Get Well.

If You Read A Book That's Fiction And You Get Caught In The Characters And The Plot, And Swept Away, Really, By The Fiction Of It - By The Non-reality - You Sometimes Wind Up Changing Your Reality As Well. Often, When The Last Page Is Turned, It Will Haunt You.

Missed Opportunities Were Never Superficial Wounds; They Cut Straight To The Bone.