I read actual physical books and have thus far avoided the electronic lure.

Attention shifted to him like sunflowers turning to the sun.

hills that stand soft and a sky that stands high and blue, and the sun setting behind a windmill, and always, always, hazy strings of mountains that fall and fall away on the horizon.

One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs, Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.

And that's the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.

A man who has no conscience, no goodness, does not suffer.

Nothing good came free. Even love. You paid for all things. And if you were poor, suffering was your currency.

But time, it is like charm. You never have as much as you think.

The desert weed lives on, but the flower of spring blooms and wilts.

I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded; not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night.

Quiet is peace. Tranquility. Quiet is turning down the volume knob on life. Silence is pushing the off button. Shutting it down. All of it.

The more you give the less your poor

Without a mission and a sense of whom you write for, you aren't worth reading.

If you do not understand yourself, you will never understand the world around. The biggest world is within, outside views are our perceptual creation.

I lost most of my weight from breastfeeding and I encourage women to do it; It's just so good for the baby and good for yourself.

If you come at movies with your own sense of morality and not your own sense of aesthetics, I think you're screwed. I think that's not a way to look at movies.

The truth is that problems won't just go away.

Color was not given to us in order that we should imitate Nature. It was given to us so that we can express our emotions.

When we kiss, his lips on mine are like CPR-- breathing the life back into me.

Meekness is power under control.