At last, she makes her choice. She turns around, drops her head, and walks toward a horizon she cannot see. After that, she does not look back anymore. She knows that if she does, she will weaken.

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.

And I remember this man who never ran out of poems telling me once that knowing a book by heart is like carrying a house inside your chest.

I had but one love and it is gone and now there is nothing and I tell you, that is the most awful feeling in the world.

He had the red serviette tucked into his t-shirt at the neck which made me laugh. He hadn’t done this since our third date when I had told him off for his bad manners.

Ironically, we often spend a great deal of time and effort trying to control our external conditions, while letting our internal reactions run wild.

Your friends will still be your friends, if they're good friends.

We've had every official in Hawaii, Democrat and Republican, every news outlet that has investigated this, confirm that, yes, in fact, I was born in Hawaii, Aug. 4, 1961, in Kapiolani Hospital.

Work hard, think fast and you'll last.

If we recognize the interconnectedness of the changes our planet needs, we become true solutionaries and our united power is unparalleled.

You owe it to yourself to live beautifully. And I am.

Few of us will reach our potential without the nurturing of both the mother who bore us and the mothers who bear with us.