to love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casketsafe, dark, motionless, airlessit will change It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable."When you start to know someone, all their physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in their energy, recognize the scent of their skin. You see only the essence of the person, not the shell. Thats why you cant fall in love with beauty. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes and your body but not your heart. And thats why, when you really connect with a persons inner self, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant." Lisa Unger, Beautiful Lies You cannot understand the glories of the universe without believing there is some Supreme Power behind it. ? Stephen HawkingPeople won't have time for you if you are always angry or complaining. ? Stephen HawkingOne, remember to look up at the stars and not down at your feet. Two, never give up work. Work gives you meaning and purpose and life is empty without it. Three, if you are lucky enough to find love, remember it is there and don't throw it away. ? Stephen HawkingI can already tell he isn't the kind of guy a girl gets a simple crush on. He's the kind of guy you fall hard for, and the thought of that terrifies me. ? Colleen Hoover, HopelessI was falling. Falling through time and space and stars and sky and everything in between. I feel for days and weeks and what felt like lifetime across lifetimes. I fell until I forgot I was falling. ? Jess Rothenberg, The Catastrophic History of You and MeI dont really want to fall hard for anyone at all, especially someone whos only making an effort because he thinks I'm easy. I also dont want to fall for someone who has already branded himself hopeless. But I'm curious. So curious. ? Colleen Hoover, HopelessI had a dream about you. The sky was green and the ground was blue. You spoke a song and I sang my thoughts. We ate lemonade and drank cookies. It all made perfect sense. Melody Sohayegh, Dreaming is for loversSad, slow music in the small hours of the morning isn't just sad and slow music. It's a narration. And through the myriad of morning dew, we are the twinkling stars that fade with the rising sun. ? Dave Matthes, Sleepeth Not, the Bastard