All my life, I'd been around men. That night, I discovered the tenderness of a woman.

Attention shifted to him like sunflowers turning to the sun.

hills that stand soft and a sky that stands high and blue, and the sun setting behind a windmill, and always, always, hazy strings of mountains that fall and fall away on the horizon.

One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs, Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.

And that's the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.

A man who has no conscience, no goodness, does not suffer.

Nothing good came free. Even love. You paid for all things. And if you were poor, suffering was your currency.

But time, it is like charm. You never have as much as you think.

The desert weed lives on, but the flower of spring blooms and wilts.

I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded; not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night.

Quiet is peace. Tranquility. Quiet is turning down the volume knob on life. Silence is pushing the off button. Shutting it down. All of it.

The mind is found most acute and most uneasy in the morning. Uneasiness is indeed a species of sagacity-a passive sagacity. Fools are never uneasy.

Writing about joyful experiences for just three days can improve people's moods and decrease their visits to health centers a full three months later.

When things are really great, it just means everything's in it's place.

I really don't know what happens next -- one so seldom does.

Sometimes perfecting the one thing can be the enemy of getting any traction on anything else.

I have beliefs, of course, like everyone-but I don't always believe in them.

Pitch a lucky man into the Nile, says the Arabian proverb, and he will come up with a fish in his mouth!

I wanted to do something not just commercial but also covetable.

After a shooting spree, they always want to take the guns away from the people who didn't do it.

Your mind must become one, do not try to understand with your ears but with your heart. Indeed, not with your heart but with your soul.