...I experienced a sudden ache -- part desolation, part panic -- to observe the speed with which this mate, this familiar, was transforming herself into a separate person.

When it's gone, you'll know what a gift love was. You'll suffer like this. So go back and fight to keep it.

I've never outgrown that feeling of mild pride, of acceptance, when children take your hand.

We are not concerned with the very poor. They are unthinkable, and only to be approached by the statistician or the poet.

A friend is one before whom I may think aloud.

How can I study from below, that which is above?

We are all at risk of something. Of ending up exactly where we began, of failing to imagine and find and know and actualize who we could be. The only difference is the distance of the leap.

There are times when the human face and body can express the yearning of the heart so accurately that you can, as they say, read them like a book. Do not abandon me.

I think that people do things for a reason - that we have mental illness, that we have genetic wiring that can get triggered by certain environmental factors.

I'm getting better every day.

Diseases of the mind impair the bodily powers.

We bar girls don't cheat on wives, we are just the rope that cheating husbands hang themselves with.

A positive attitude does not cure cancer, any more than a negative one causes it.