He was unbelievably hard. Everywhere. He was in control, infinitely stronger, and he wanted me to know it. -Ella

Fate is the malevolent little jester sitting up in the heavens and pondering over how ridiculous we humans are and he does his best to make fools out of all of us. And sooner or later he succeeds.

... I discovered life sometimes has a way of giving you what you need, but not in the form you expect.

I think in a moment of weakness, you might surprise yourself.

A well-read woman is a dangerous creature.

I want to fill every part of you, breathe the air from your lungs and leave my handprints on your soul. I want to give you more pleasure than you can bear.

You are your own worst enemy. If you can learn to stop expecting impossible perfection, in yourself and others, you may find the happiness that has always eluded you.

He was my confidant, the person who was always on my side even when he wasn't taking my side.

Most men don't seem to get that telling a pissed-off woman to calm down is like throwing gunpowder on a fire.” ~ Liberty Jones

A couple of times in your life, it happens like that. You meet a stranger, and all you know is that you need to know everything about him.

I've always thought it was about finding the right person. But it's about choosing the right person, isn't it?

No one can prove logically, that the Bible is the word of God, but what Jesus did proved crazily the love of God.

When I was very young I thought I was just like everyone else. I think it took me longer than most to realize I was different and even longer to realize that being different was what made me great

Dearly beloved – dearly revered – dearly discovered – dearly feared – all present – all powerful – all knowing – all from the taste of tea.

It was said of old Sarah, Duchess of Marlborough, that she never puts dots over her I s, to save ink.

Worrying is trying to figure out what to do to save yourself rather than trusting in God for deliverance.

I don't really understand that process called reincarnation but if there is such a thing I'd like to come back as my daughter's dog.

If I die, what a beautiful death.

The Internet is going to change marketing before it changes almost anything else, and old marketing will die in its path.

Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring.

People and places are the twin pillars on which most nonfiction is built. Every human event happens somewhere, and the reader wants to know what that somewhere was like.