I'm starting to learn that if things are messy, or pieces don't get put back right, they are going to hurt, either way.

When words failed I realized there was something unspeakably beautiful in not being able to put words to your happiness.

He asked me once what I wanted when I died, what I wanted out of life, and I told him I just wanted more happy memories than sad ones.

Sleeping with books is a vicious affair, I do not believe it will ever stop.

Love no longer becomes a feeling - it becomes a storm.

I found there are many things women ask for in a love. Other women demand money, power, or adventure. All I pray for is that he is patient, and plead that he will love me.

Your beauty will be in shades of melanin and light.

I love the way you lit candles, with the insistence that I never look, just so I can open my eyes and find the light in the darkness.

I will never ask of you the impossible, I just ask you to love me in the best way you can.

It is funny how when you have been hurt in love and you fall in love again, every reason you have for loving that person is both enough and not, all at once.

But, darling, I need you to know, you loving me will not heal me. Please realize, I already know that. And I do not expect it to.

The wealth of time is greater than the wealth of money

If losing is mostly all you know, then it's obvious you haven't been thinking, acting, working, persisting, persevering, and walking like winners do.

What a lovely surprise to finally discover how unlonely being alone can be.

Just in the past couple years, we've seen digital tools display skills and abilities that ... eat deeply into what we human beings do for a living.

You don't get somebody to like you by doing them a favor. That only tends to build resentment over the fact that they are needy and you are not. No, you ask them to do you a favor.

Rogues are always found out in some way. Whoever is a wolf will act like a wolf, that is most certain.

The power of the corporate bureaucracy - the power of technostructure (a term that did not take off) - is something to which I still adhere.

Slumps are like a soft bed. They're easy to get into and hard to get out of.

Without love, the world itself would not survive.

You've got to change with the public's taste.