Remember that you don't choose love; love chooses you. All you really can do is accept it for all its mystery when it comes into your life. Feel the way it fills you to overflowing then reach out and give it away.

Love has its own time, its own season, and its own reasons from coming and going. You cannot bribe it or coerce it or reason it into staying. You can only embrace it when it arrives and give it away when it comes to you.

Care less for your harvest than for how it is shared and your life will have meaning and your heart will have peace.

Remember to be gentle with yourself and others. We are all children of chance and none can say why some fields will blossom while others lay brown beneath the August sun.

I think that there is always a part of utopia in any romantic relationship.

If I get a bit big-headed, I get a good clip round the ear from my family and friends. I'm still the same person.

When a woman gives birth to a child, the child needs to be able to digest the mother's milk; but when this child is old enough to begin to eat other foods, there is some switching off of this ability to consume milk.

At the end of the day, I'd love to see children stop begging their parents to go to the circus. That's what would make me most happy.