What I needed most was to love and to be loved, ea...

Thou must be emptied of that wherewith thou art full, that thou mayest be filled with that whereof thou art empty.

Since love grows within you, so beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul.

Beauty is indeed a good gift of God but that the good may not think it a great good, God dispenses it even to the wicked.

The upside to anger? Getting it out of your system. You got to express your anger. Then you have room for more positive things. If I hold something in a long time, and then I speak it, it's amazing how the light shines so much brighter.

Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else you are the one who gets burned.

Anybody can become angry - that is easy, but to be angry with the right person and to the right degree and at the right time and for the right purpose, and in the right way - that is not within everybody's power and is not easy.

Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.

The heart never grows better by age I fear rather worse, always harder. A young liar will be an old one, and a young knave will only be a greater knave as he grows older.

Few women, I fear, have had such reason as I have to think the long sad years of youth were worth living for the sake of middle age.

I had used eclectic therapy and behavior therapy on myself at the age of 19 to get over my fear of public speaking and of approaching young women in public.

I think I'm a bit less inhibited, and not thinking too much before speaking. It's not about being shameful, I'm just a bit more unabashedly myself because of this thing, and it probably started at age 15. I can be around people and say what I think without fear.

I feel like a lot of the female relationships I see on TV or in movies are in some way free of the kind of jealousy and anxiety and posturing that has been such a huge part of my female friendships, which I hope lessens a little bit with age.

Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies.

It's amazing the clarity that comes with psychotic jealousy.

Anger and jealousy can no more bear to lose sight of their objects than love.

There is a fountain of youth: it is your mind, your talents, the creativity you bring to your life and the lives of people you love. When you learn to tap this source, you will truly have defeated age.

Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.

Each moment of a happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life.