And I remember most of what I know that is good and true and lasting has come not from scholars but from minstrels and gypsies.

And in that moment, everything I knew to be true about myself up until then was gone. I was acting like another woman, yet I was more myself than ever before.

The human heart has a way of making itself large again even after it's been broken into a million pieces.

Life is never easy for those who dream.

Analysis destroys wholes. Some things, magic things, are meant to stay whole. If you look at their pieces, they go away.

In a universe of ambiguity, this kind of certainty comes only once, and never again, no matter how many lifetimes you live.

There are songs that come free from the blue-eyed grass, from the dust of a thousand country roads. This is one of them.

I sometimes have the feeling you've been here a long time, more than one lifetime, and that you've dwelt in private places none of the rest of us has even dreamed about.

We have both lost ourselves and created something else, something that exists only as an interlacing of the two of us.

The old dreams were good dreams; they didn't work out but I'm glad I had them.

Once a person knows a kiss and a kind word, you can't blame him for never wanting to live without them again. - "The Bridges of Madison County"

Yeah, well, we're all afraid." I sighed. "The angry more than most, I think.

Being true to yourself is always the right thing to do.""Is it? Even if you're a monster?

I feel like I have as good a shot as anybody out there and I have gotten close in the past, so why not have the attitude that I can come out and play great tennis and maybe even win this tournament.

I've always got on better with boys. Most of my friends are boys. Like, if I have children, I want five boys. Boys love their mothers whereas girls can be so mean to each other.

Obeying an inalienable law, things grew, growing riotous and strange in their impulse for growth.

Eleven times Jesus died on the cross, Eleven times falls down a body thrown upward, Eleven times also I abandon the logical flow of thought.

I'm interested in playing lots of different complex women.

Love each other, even strangers. Nothing in the world matters more.

Love hurts, love scars, love wounds, and mars.

You're like this little blip of light that lasts for a very brief time and you can shine as brightly as you choose.