A depressing and difficult passage has prefaced every page I have turned in life.

Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs.

The idea of seeing the sea - of being near it - watching its changes by sunrise, sunset, moonlight, and noonday - in calm, perhaps in storm - fills and satisfies my mind.

A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow.

Oh madam, when you put bread and cheese, instead of burnt porridge, into these children's mouths, you may indeed feed their vile bodies, but you little think how you starve their immortal souls!

Good-night, my-" He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.

I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being with an independent will.

The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.

Better to be without logic than without feeling.

God did not give me my life to throw it away.

What you want to ignite in others must first burn inside yourself.

I want you forever, not just for tonight.

For having a Crazy Attitude Like me is not a Decease, because i think this is the only way to hide my Emotion and to Prove that I'm a Strong Person

Each letter has a shape, she told them, one shape in the world and no other, and it is your responsibility to make it perfect.

Is freedom anything else than the right to live as we wish? Nothing else.

The saddest day of my life was the day I didn't get to play football anymore.

Nonviolence is the only way. Even if you achieve your goal by violent means there are always side effects, and these can be worse than the problem. Violence is against human nature.

Since age twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else,'cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt.

You seem to be drowning twice," said Hermione. "Oh, am I?" said Ron peering down at his predictions. "I'd better change one of them to getting trampled by a rampaging Hippogriff.

Tears hinder sorrow from becoming despair.

There is no greater power in the world than the zest of a postmenopausal woman.