I think we dream so we don’t have to be apart for so long. If we’re in each other’s dreams, we can be together all the time.
Fine art is that in which the hand, the head, and the heart of man go together.
Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.
My passions were all gathered together like fingers that made a fist. Drive is considered aggression today; I knew it then as purpose.
There is probably nothing like living together for blinding people to each other.
When love and skill work together, expect a masterpiece.
Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much.
I think you're still the only person sharp enough to sharpen someone like me.
When you meet someone so different from yourself, in a good way, you don't even have to kiss to have fireworks go off. It's like fireworks in your heart all the time. I always wondered, do opposites really attract? Now I know for sure they do. I'd grown up going to the library as often as most people go to the grocery store. Jackson didn't need to read about exciting people or places. He went out and found them, or created excitement himself if there wasn't any to be found. The things I like are pretty simple. Burning CDs around themes, like Songs to Get You Groove On and Tunes to Fix a Broken Heart; watching movies; baking cookies; and swimming. It's like I was a salad with a light vinaigrette, and Jackson was a platter of seafood Cajun pasta. Alone, we were good. Together, we were fantastic.
In my crazy world, above all others...you were the only one who was the ugliest. And you were the only one...who was the most beautiful.... This is the unspoken truth.
Home wasn't a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together. Not a place, but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go.
There would be no society if living together depended upon understanding each other.
Marriage is not kick-boxing, it's salsa dancing.
If you use a philosophy education well, you can get your foot in the door of any industry you please. Industries are like the blossoms on a tree while philosophy is the trunk - it holds the tree together, but it often goes unnoticed.
A pineapple is a compilation of berries that grow and fuse together. When joined, they create a single fruit. And within each eyelet, contains a location where a flower may grow. I see the Creator of all existence as the crown on a pineapple, and all religions of the world as the spiky eyelets, where each eyelet symbolizes a different religion or race under the same crown. Each garden of faith may have different perspectives of God, yet every garden belongs to the same God.
I am looking for the one I can’t fool.
Speak to me: I will spend my lifetime trying to understand you.
I wondered if emotions were like menstrual cycles, if you get enough women together. Give it time, and everyone was crying.
The youth gets together his materials to build a bridge to the moon, or, perchance, a palace or temple on the earth, and, at length, the middle-aged man concludes to build a woodshed with them.
Each and everyone of us are being called to show up, step up, and be our best selves. Not tomorrow. TODAY!