Every betrayal contains a perfect moment, a coin stamped heads or tails with salvation on the other side.

Hope is a renewable option: If you run out of it at the end of the day, you get to start over in the morning.

If you want sweet dreams, you've got to live a sweet life.

Few people know so clearly what they want. Most people can't even think what to hope for when they throw a penny in a fountain.

Finally, cooking is good citizenship. It's the only way to get serious about putting locally raised foods into your diet, which keeps farmlands healthy and grocery money in the neighborhood.

We came from Bethlehem, Georgia bearing Betty Crocker cake mixes into the jungle.

Maybe life doesn't get any better than this, or any worse, and what we get is just what we're willing to find: small wonders, where they grow.

Don't try to figure out what other people want to hear from you; figure out what you have to say.

The very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope. Not admire it from a distance but live right in it, under its roof.

It's what you do that makes your soul.

Pain reaches the heart with electrical speed, but truth moves to the heart as slowly as a glacier.

I can't imagine it if beauty was the only currency I used as an actress. It just doesn't interest me.

Everybody puts importance in money on a film set.

These considerations and many others that might be mentioned prove, and experience confirms it, that artisans and manufacturers will commonly be disposed to bestow their votes on merchants.

Life is too short, too precious, too painful to waste on worldly bubbles that burst

My father had a very violent temper, and he was never home. So I was kind of a mama's boy.

That's what the court needs-a happy king, a king who can't stop dreaming of being lost in someone who wants to be just as lost. Tell me you'll let me get lost in you.

Sunburn is very becoming - but only when it is even - one must be careful not to look like a mixed grill.

I love the smell of freshly cut grass. It takes me back to summers in Maine.

Man does not understand nor accept immortality except on condition of self-remembrance.