No man loves the bearer of bad tidings.

Author: Sophocles

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One word frees us of all the weight and pain in life. That word is love.

A man growing old becomes a child again.

How sweet for those faring badly to forget their misfortunes, even for a short time.

Alas, how quickly the gratitude owed to the dead flows off, how quick to be proved a deceiver.

Love is when two people know everything about each other and are still friends.

I love to travel, but hate to arrive.

In my sex fantasy, nobody ever loves me for my mind.

What it's like to be a parent: It's one of the hardest things you'll ever do but in exchange it teaches you the meaning of unconditional love.