His eyes are so intense I want to look away . . . or never look away, I can’t decide.

Growing up, I never felt deprived. I was always happy. It seems only lately I've started seeing everything I didn't have.

I turn my head so that he doesn't see my smile and secretly curse him for making me feel special.

Note to self: Caymen is very good at sarcasm.”“If you’re recording notes for an official record, I’d like the word ‘very’ stricken and replaced with ‘exceptionally.

Not the “be yourself” line. I loathe that line. As if Myself and Tic have met before and gotten along, so all I have to do is make sure Myself is there this time. So illogical.

The Way is not in the sky

It is my conviction that there is no way to peace - peace is the way.

O to be self-balanced for contingencies, to confront night, storms, hunger, ridicule, accidents, rebuffs, as the trees and animals do.

Sprinkled in with the beauty and joy of life will be storms. These storms will require you to anchor yourself to your faith until your rainbow arrives.

God has given us two hands - one to receive with and the other to give with. We are not cisterns made for hoarding we are channels made for sharing.

I've always been partial to the image of liquor as lubrication, a layer of protection from all the sharp thoughts in your head.

Failure in life does not matter; the greatest misfortune is standing still.

Perhaps it will be simplest to throw away the tags and generalize India with one all-comprehensive name, as the Land of Wonders.

Time glides away and as we get older through the noiseless years; the days flee and are restrained by no reign.

You've got to take the bitter with the sour.