I really try to think cinematically, because that's how people read. They create a theater in their minds.
You smell a rose through a fence: If two should smell it, what matter?
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.
Silence is the best response to a fool.
Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off his shoes.
I love you for the part of me that you bring out.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
My dad told us up front, 'Guys, if you want to play sports, go ahead, but it's your decision.
Fate has a way of getting what she wants, no matter how we try to avoid it.
The first thing to say about Eve is that she was a big improvement on the Adam design, or that Adam was an extremely misguided variation on the Eve design. (Consider testicles. Two concentrated nuclei of absolute vulnerability. Where? Dangling between the legs. I rest my case. )
We often think that "bad" relationships are motivating by self-loathing or a wish for self-destruction, but I think that loving people who hurt us is more tied to a profound and earnest wish to soothe ourselves and recover from older hurts. And I've also found that having empathy for that urge is the best way to move through it, and beyond it.