Here is the riddle of love: Everything it gives to you, it takes away.

“Like the rabbi with the red circle, she should have said "no" to everything. Sh…”

“It was the sort of beauty you feel so deeply it becomes contagious and somehow …”

“...but now the worst crime was pretending to be something you were not.”

“Our rest is formed by our waking life and our waking life is formed by our sorr…”