Back when I was dating, the dreaded C word was Commitment. As soon as most men found out I had a child, they ran. If I ever got close enough to say the words, 'I love you, ' they ran faster.

If baking is any labor at all, it's a labor of love. A love that gets passed from generation to generation.

No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.

Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.

Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.

God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.

If we threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.

Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.

Time heals almost everything. Give time time.

Baking happens with ingredients that last for months and come to life inside a warm oven. Baking is slow and leisurely.

Summer is the annual permission slip to be lazy. To do nothing and have it count for something. To lie in the grass and count the stars. To sit on a branch and study the clouds.

It wasn’t every day a girl lost her virginity, not to mention to a delicious, perfect specimen of man. One who had wings, to boot.

Man can be an atheist only in theory, not in practice, because the universe is too frightening and too chaotic to be too independent!

Look forward, not back, " the Hag said. "All is change. Do not regret. Instead, learn.

I love drums and still play frequently.

If in the first act you introduce a gun, by the third act you have to use it.

Most of humanity, he said, have eyes that are so caked shut with the dust of deception they will never see the truth, no matter who tries to help them.

You never know what you'll want to write until it starts writing itself in your head.

People with honorary awards are looked upon with disfavor. Would you let an honorary mechanic fix your brand-new Mercedes?

That's part of the appeal of time-travel movies: The notion of going back and fixing something.

It's insecure, and it's immature.