Do you know the only value life has is what life puts upon itself? And it is of course overestimated, for it is of necessity prejudiced in its own favour. Take that man I had aloft. He held on as if he were a precious thing, a treasure beyond diamonds of rubies. To you? No. To me? Not at all. To himself? Yes. But I do not accept his estimate. He sadly overrates himself. There is plenty more life demanding to be born. Had he fallen and dripped his brains upon the deck like honey from the comb, there would have been no loss to the world. The supply is too large.

Many of us are slaves to our minds. Our own mind is our worst enemy. We try to focus, and our mind wanders off. We try to keep stress at bay, but anxiety keeps us awake at night. We try to be good to the people we love, but then we forget them and put ourselves first. And when we want to change our life, we dive into spiritual practice and expect quick results, only to lose focus after the honeymoon has worn off. We return to our state of bewilderment. We're left feeling helpless and discouraged. It seems we all agree that training the body through exercise, diet, and relaxation is a good idea, but why don't we think about training our minds?

There is lust and then there is love. They are related, but still very different things. To indulge in one requires little but honeyed speech and a change of clothes; to obtain the other, by contrast, a man must give up his rib. In return, his woman will undo the sin of Eve, and bring him back into Paradise.

Because I've got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding.

"The ones who are not soul-mated ? the ones who have settled ? are even more dismissive of my singleness: It's not that hard to find someone to marry, they say. No relationship is perfect, they say ? they, who make do with dutiful sex and gassy bedtime rituals, who settle for TV as conversation, who believe that husbandly capitulation ? yes, honey, okay, honey ? is the same as concord.

They whom truth and wisdom lead can gather honey from a weed.

Success to me is having ten honeydew melons and eating only the top half of each slice.

I don't want to have to say Honey you know could you turn off the sports channel because I'm not a big sports fan and I don't love the television being on just for the sake of turning on. I'd like turning on for some thing specific.

If I can give you one strong piece of advice when you go away for that romantic weekend whatever you do do not accept or take the upgrade to the honeymoon suite.

Who writes poetry imbibes honey from the poisoned lips of life.

The words of kindness are more healing to a drooping heart than balm or honey.

You take somebody that cries their goddam eyes out over phoney stuff in the movies and nine times out of ten they're mean bastards at heart.

If you got the money honey I got the time and when you run out of money honey I run out of time.

When I was little my mom tells me I used to say things like 'Mom do you hear the string section? Do you hear the string section?' And she would look at me and say 'No honey I don't know what you're talking about.'

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

Our treasure lies in the beehive of our knowledge. We are perpetually on the way thither being by nature winged insects and honey gatherers of the mind.

Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.

We ought to do good to others as simply as a horse runs or a bee makes honey or a vine bears grapes season after season without thinking of the grapes it has borne.

It's funny when people say 'I don't think Julia likes me.' Honey if I don't like you you're going to know about it.

Look at Gleason in The Honeymooners. He was humorous but the way he lived wasn't really humorous. He was a bus driver. Who wants to be a bus driver? He didn't have any money and he was not famous. But despite that the show is humorous.

It was just that we had this phenomenal honeymoon relationship that just kept on going.

Well honey I had the million dollar houses I had the car I had the horse I had the barn I had everything. Was I set free? I didn't even know what that meant.

I'm carded for R-rated movies. And I get talked down to a lot. When I try to go rent a car or buy an airplane ticket or other stuff adults do I get 'Okaaaaaay honey.' I remember when I was 18 getting crayons in a restaurant.

Art is the stored honey of the human soul gathered on wings of misery and travail.