What I cannot love, I overlook. Is that real friendship? - Anaïs Nin
"What I cannot love, I overlook. Is that real friendship?"
"What I cannot love, I overlook. Is that real friendship?"
"We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect."
"The only abnormality is the incapacity to love."
"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."
"The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery."
"Anxiety is love's greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic."