“Our book club read the book last summer and just loved it. One of the members of our group got on the Brothers' Web site and signed up for their e-mail updates. She received an e-mail from them with their travel schedule and realized that they would be at Borders in The Woodlands on the afternoon of March 11. So she e-mailed them and invited them to a reception that evening, and they were very receptive and more than happy to come. Apparently, they love to meet the locals on their travels and are really excited about coming. Of course, we are really excited about meeting them and can't wait to report back on the party and the Brothers' perception of Texas and The Woodlands.”
Tabitha Shanley
“The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in.”
Morrie Schwartz
“Intuition is a spiritual faculty and does not explain, but simply points the way.”
Florence Scovel Shinn
“True friendship can afford true knowledge. It does not depend on darkness and ignorance.”
Henry David Thoreau
“If You feel hollow, let Me be the one, who fills You up with Love. Let Me free the butterflies within. Just open Your heart, and let Me in.”
Philip T. M.
“In the arithmetic of love, one plus one equals everything, and two minus one equals nothing”
Mignon McLaughlin
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
Neil Gaiman
