And the voice grows stronger and stronger, and it’s my voice this time and it’s asking a question: How does she know?

But still, I find the need to remind myself of the temporariness of a day, to reassure myself that I got through yesterday, I'll get through today.

Sometimes you can only feel something by its absence. By the empty spaces it leaves behind.

Forward momentum. That's my new motto. No regrets. And no going back.

I know that all the magic kisses in the world probably couldn't have helped him today. But I would do anything to have been able to give him one.

I needed to hate someone and you’re the one I love the most, so it fell on you.

There’s a difference between losing something you knew you had and losing something you discovered you had. One is a disappointment. The other feels like losing a piece of yourself.

Sometimes you make choices in life and sometimes choices make you.

Don't be scared...Women can handle the worst kind of pain. You'll find out one day.

I have a feeling that once you live through something like this, you become a little bit invincible.

I'll be your mess, you be mine That was the deal that we had signed

Maybe sometimes we can only see the truth about ourselves if someone shows us where to look.

Calloused hands were the badge of the pioneer, while furrowed brows are the insignia of modern man.

Leadership consists of nothing but taking responsibility for everything that goes wrong and giving your subordinates credit for everything that goes well.

By all means, become an abomination--but only while unhinged by grief or wrath.

In one-act pieces there should be only rubbish - that is their strength.

Love isn't a state of perfect caring. It is an active noun like struggle. To love someone is to strive to accept that person exactly the way he or she is, right here and now.

No matter what era we're in, we need hope.

If you add a little to a little and do this often, soon the little will become great.

Children, love one another, and if that is not possible-at least try to put up with one another.

Many a painter has lived in affluence, in high esteem, who lacked the divine spark, and who is utterly forgotten to-day.