Time Has No Meaning In Itself Unless

A Loving Relationship Is A Wanting To Celebrate, Communicate, And Know Another's Heart And Soul.

To Love Oneself Is To Struggle To Rediscover And Maintain Your Uniqueness

We Need Others. We Need Others To Love And We Need To Be Loved By Them.

A Life Without Passion Is Not Living, It's Merely Existing

When You Love Someone You Do Not Love Them All The Time, In Exactly The Same Way, From Moment To Moment. It Is An Impossibility. It Is Even A Lie To Pretend To. And Yet This Is Exactly What Most Of Us Demand. We Have So Little Faith In The Ebb And Flow Of Life, Of Love, Of Relationships. We Leap At The Flow Of The Tide And Resist In Terror Its Ebb. We Are Afraid It Will Never Return. We Insist On Permanency, On Duration, On Continuity; When The Only Continuity Possible, In Life As In Love, Is In Growth, In Fluidity - In Freedom