I love my style of writing. Nope, it's not the most poetic stuff you've ever read but you know, it can evoke emotions and images and smells and sensations, and that is what I set out to do.

He didn't blame James for falling in love with her, she was a radiant, deserving woman. He knew, however, that love only did one thing. It got in the way.

What is death but descending into a dark, eternal sleep?

any effort at large-scale reorganization - that is, any project spanning more than two years and, more generally, anything that has not already been done - is inevitably doomed to failure.

In my experience, men who respond to good fortune with modesty and kindness are harder to find than those who face adversity with courage.

Teach me, O lark! with thee to greatly rise, to exalt my soul and lift it to the skies.

Consoling a miserable soul, wiping the tears of a crying person is greater than any worldly achievement.

I'm a lover not a fighter.

What's my greatest fear? I don't know; I have lots of fears. Regret, I don't want to have any regrets; that makes me scared.

The hardness of the butter is proportional to the softness of the bread.

Letters had always defeated distance, but with the coming of e-mail, time seemed to be vanquished as well.