“Love is more than blind. It’s brain-dead.”
“They say love is blind, but in your case I’m assuming it’s also deaf, dumb, and completely brain dead.”
“Love is blind, they say--but isn't it more that love makes us see too much? Isn't it more that love floods our brain with sights and sounds, so that everything looks bigger, brighter, more lovely than ever before?”
“And without a doubt it is more comfortable to endure blind bondage than to work for one's liberation; the dead, too, are better suited to the earth than the living.”
“There should be more to writing than entertaining an already-brain-dead society and making money. If not,then you miss the point of writing.”
“Not only is love blind, it’s a little hard of hearing.”