“To love is to tire of being alone; it is therefore a cowardice, a betrayal of ourselves. (It is exceedingly important that we not love.)”

“Love is never easy. We begin by loving the things we can, according to our stature, but it is not long before we find that what we love is other than ourselves and that our love is no protection against being wounded. Do we then speak to dominate what we love, to make it bend to our will, to stop it from hurting us even though to do so is to betray love? And that is only where the difficulty begins..”

“Aloneness and selfness are too important to betray for company.”

“We have made men proud of most vices, but not of cowardice. Whenever we have almost succeeded in doing so, God permits a war or an earthquake or some other calamity, and at once courage becomes so obviously lovely and important even in human eyes that all our work is undone, and there is still at least one vice of which they feel genuine shame. The danger of inducing cowardice in our patients, therefore, is lest we produce real self-knowledge and self-loathing, with consequent repentance and humility.”

“Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with another.”

“How we got together, the lies, the betrayals…we doomed ourselves before we ever started. We love each other so much…and we don’t trust each other at all.Was it even possible to stay together? Maybe we shouldn’t. Love…wasn’t always enough. And love without trust…was that even love?”