Come back here the day before yesterday, you noodle-legged weasel!

I want to be able to love youmore than I fear losing you, and I don't know how. Teach me, Bree. Please teach me. Don't let me destroy this.

Who was this girl who thumbed her nose at two kingdoms and did as she pleased?

God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform He plants his footsteps in the sea And rides upon the storm.

Change occurs when one becomes what she is not when she tries to become what she is not.

The thing that is important is the thing that is not seen.

Pity! The southerly trees have shed their leaves. Nobody comes to appreciate the mountain's beauty. Tomorrow I too will float away. My reflection gone from cool streams.

Beespittle, droppings, hairs of beefur: all become honey. Virulent micro-organisms cannot survive in honey.

Either that boy is the sanest creature on Earth, he thought, or he is so disturbed that our tests cannot even begin to scratch the surface.

Music is in all growing things; And underneath the silky wings Of smallest insects there is stirred A pulse of air that must be heard; Earth's silence lives, and throbs, and sings.

The person with the most flexibility has the best chance of achieving the outcome he or she desires