For, verily, great love springs from great knowledge of the beloved object, and if you little know it, you will be able to love it only little or not at all.

What I'm not confused about is the world needing much more love, no hate, no prejudice, no bigotry and more unity, peace and understanding. Period.

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

It is never my custom to use words lightly. If twenty-seven years in prison have done anything to us, it was to use the silence of solitude to make us understand how precious words are and how real speech is in its impact on the way people live and die.

I would love to really have a beautiful relationship with somebody, but it never seems to work out. What I would like most of all is to be in a state of blissful love.

Perfect love is the most beautiful of all frustrations because it is more than one can express.