God answers sharp and sudden on some prayers, And thrusts the thing we have prayed for in our face, A gauntlet with a gift in it.

I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.

Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off his shoes.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

You're something between a dream and a miracle.

Light tomorrow with today!

You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life long.

Silence is the best response to a fool.

I love you for the part of me that you bring out.

Why, what is to live? Not to eat and drink and breathe,—but to feel the life in you down all the fibres of being, passionately and joyfully.

The only way to prove his willingness to wait would be to wait.

Personal Responsibility is the state of being the person who caused something to happen.

We do not live an equal life but one of contrasts and patchwork now a little joy then a sorrow now a sin then a generous or brave action.

When we create out of our experiences, as feminists of color, women of color, we have to develop those structures that will present and circulate our culture.

Mind is indeed the Builder . . . what is held in the act of mental vision becomes a reality in the material experience. We are gradually builded to that image created within our own mental being.

I believe that we should do anything we can to minimize abortion and not to encourage it.

The memory management on the PowerPC can be used to frighten small children.

Why is it, when a door is open it's ajar, but when a jar is open, it's not a door?

Don't talk to me about naval tradition. It's nothing but rum, sodomy, and the lash.

I am not tragically colored. There is no great sorrow dammed up in my soul, nor lurking behind my eyes. I do not mind at all.