I am amazed about how everyone wants to know about my love life. They whisper to me, 'Tell me the truth? Is it true?' Who cares? Because we have this job, we are to say to everybody what we do, or with whom we sleep? It's a bit absurd, but that's why everybody lies so much.
If so many men, so many minds, certainly so many hearts, so many kinds of love.
I believe that when you're in love you have to pour your heart and soul out to your partner... or why bother? So in that sense I'm an incurable romantic when it comes to men.
Do what you love. Know your own bone; gnaw at it, bury it, unearth it, and gnaw it still.
If you have men who will only come if they know there is a good road, I don't want them. I want men who will come if there is no road at all.
Men always want to be a woman's first love - women like to be a man's last romance.
The United States has got some of the dumbest people in the world. I want you to know that we know that.
Anxiety is love's greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.
Please know that I am aware of the hazards. I want to do it because I want to do it. Women must try to do things as men have tried. When they fail, their failure must be a challenge to others.
People want to know why I do this, why I write such gross stuff. I like to tell them I have the heart of a small boy... and I keep it in a jar on my desk.
I don't know why women want any of the things men have when one the things that women have is men.
But honestly, it's pretty weird; there are girls who'd do absolutely everything just to get a backstage pass. I don't know what it is, but really, when you're on national TV in America the girls love you. They all want you! And I'm not complaining!
I love having my hands in the dirt. It is never a science and always an art. There are no rules. And if it comes down to me versus that weed I'm trying to pull out of the ground that doesn't want to come out? I know I'll win.
You know it's love when all you want is that person to be happy, even if you're not part of their happiness.
I think the biggest disease the world suffers from in this day and age is the disease of people feeling unloved. I know that I can give love for a minute, for half an hour, for a day, for a month, but I can give. I am very happy to do that, I want to do that.
Each of us, face to face with other men, is clothed with some sort of dignity, but we know only too well all the unspeakable things that go on in the heart.
What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like.
I think it's not a femme fatale when someone is not doing it to manipulate men or be like a black widow. She loves him. She does it out of love. She wants him so badly to stay with her.
True love cannot be measured or evaluated by any standard or conventional methods. Not by weight, percentage or any other yardstick. One knows they reached the limit and capacity of their love when they feel their heart overflowing with it.
Men don't want another man to look at their woman because they don't know how to handle it.
You know everyone loves to be the villain.
A joyful heart is the inevitable result of a heart burning with love.
And some places you been before are so great that you don't ever mind going back. Some places you been before you don't ever want to go back, you know, like Montreal in the Winter.
I don't know what better teenage life you could get than going around the world doing what you love to do.
Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after.