Neal huffed. Frustrated. "I hate that you thought I wouldn't call--I hate that everything is so tentative between us right now. When did everything get so tentative?

If you believe yourself unfortunate because you have loved and lost, perish the thought. One who has loved truly, can never lose entirely.

Love can touch us one time And last for a life time And never let go till We're gone.

We will fail God, we will fail our family, and our family might fail us at times, but God never fails us.

Understanding is the very foundation of love. When you understand someone, you cannot help but love him or her.

Prayer and love are learned in the hour when prayer becomes impossible and the heart has turned to stone.

Maybe the desert wisdom of the Dakotas can teach us to love anyway, to love what is dying, in the face of death, and not pretend that things are other than they are. The irony and wonder of all of this is that it is the desert's grimness, its stillness and isolation, that brings us back to love.

Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket--safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.

Changeable women are more enduring than monotonous ones. They are sometimes murdered but seldom deserted.

That quiet mutual gaze of a trusting husband and wife is like the first moment of rest or refuge from a great weariness or a great danger.

The advantage of being lovers is that we have to work hard at our relationship, because everything conspires to drive us apart. Our decision to be together has to be renewed again and again; that keeps us on our toes.

I go, but I always remember you.