Believe me, " he said simply.

Home isn't a place. Home is the people who love you most, the people who will always love you, forever and ever, no matter what.

You want power-either because you've already had a taste of it and want more, or because you've been made to feel powerless for too long.

Nothing hurts you unless you let it.

Home isn't a place, Cassie.' The memory crept up on me. 'Home is the people who love you most, the people who will always love you, forever and ever, no matter what.

Dance it off.

Mourning was really for the living.

People don't have ideas, ideas have people.

What we love to do we find time to do.

Someone like Vincent Price or somebody like Christopher Lee, they never won an award, and it doesn't matter. They're cool.

Corn is cleaned with wind, and the Soul with chastening

Accumulation of wealth at one pole is at the same time accumulation of misery, agony of toil, slavery, ignorance, brutality, mental degradation, at the opposite pole

To be constantly without desire is the way to have a vision of the mystery of heaven and earth. For constantly to have desire is the means by which their limitations are seen.

What the object of senile avarice may be I cannot conceive. For can there be anything more absurd than to seek more journey money, the less there remains of the journey?

How indestructibly the good grows, and propagates itself, even among the weedy entanglements of evil.

There's nothing on earth to do here but look at the view and eat. You can imagine the result since I do not like to look at views.