Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.
It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
I would always rather be happy than dignified.
He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
