... I'd always rather be with people who loved me too little rather than with people who loved me too much.

If only one could tell true love from false love as one can tell mushrooms from toadstools.

Could we change our attitude, we should not only see life differently, but life itself would come to be different.

Make it a rule of life never to regret and never to look back. Regret is an appalling waste of energy, you can't build on it it's only good for wallowing in.

How hard it is to escape from places. However carefully one goes they hold you — you leave little bits of yourself fluttering on the fences — like rags and shreds of your very life.

Risk! Risk anything! Care no more for the opinions of others, for those voices. Do the hardest thing on earth for you. Act for yourself. Face the truth.

I always felt that the great high privilege, relief and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing.

The pleasure of all reading is doubled when one lives with another who shares the same books.

Make it a rule of life never to regret and never to look back.

I am poor - obscure - just eighteen years of age - with a rapacious appetite for everything and principles as light as my purse.

The mind I love must have wild places.

I never fail. It's just that the people around me succeed more than I.

Love if mishandled spreads hatred and creates agony and chaos.

When a loved one is sick, the days are long, but the years are short.

The focus of tolerance education is to deal with the concept of equality and fairness. We need to establish confidence with children that there is more goodness than horror in this world.

In my thirties I was doing it, in my forties I was organizing it and now, unfortunately, I can only talk about it.

When I hear artists or authors making fun of businessmen, I think of a regiment in which the band makes fun of the cooks.

You want me to tell you what my husband thinks? My husband is not secretary of state; I am. If you want my opinion, I will tell you my opinion. I am not going to be channeling my husband.

I was not allowed to take notes but my friend and I memorised those two and a half pages. Most people talked to me because of the warning. They knew this book was not going to be the official line.

Sometimes a simple question could have a complicated answer.

The early Church had nothing but the Old Testament. The New Testament lies hidden in the Old; the Old Testament lies open in the New.