I smile a lot. I heard someone say once that it takes fewer muscles to smile than to frown, so i'm trying it out.

I took that smile and I put it right where the hole in my chest was. It was better than coffee, or chocolate, or a perfect pirouette. I clutched it and held it tight.

Hello and good-bye are not as simple as everyone thinks.

Silent is the ruined land. Man is brutal and the rain does not wash away the pain or rid the distant memory. It makes it glisten.

It was amazing what I could remember about myself when I retraced my own steps.

Everyone got older but forgot to grow up.

Who needs a stupid grampa-loving, book-reading, good-smelling boy who I like to talk to?

It's a fact of life. Hearts are always hurting. And yet they still keep pumping.

Is there any other way to be? I mean, this is it. This is my body, my soul; I gotta live with it. I'd better get comfortable. I plan on taking it for a long ride.

A shame really, because putting the right book in the right kid’s hands is kind of like giving that kid superpowers.

Non est ad astra mollis e terris via. That's my philosophy. Its a quote from the past. "There is no easy way from the earth to the stars.

If you look up feminist in the dictionary, it just means someone who believes men and women have equal rights.

Only reckless confidence in a Source greater than ourselves can empower us to forgive the woulds inflicted by others.

Everything is a reenactment. We are reenacting the world in the mind. The world is not inside there. It does not reside in the gray matter of the brain.

On tight money: It reflects a reversion to the old idea that the tree can be fertilized at the top instead of at the bottom - the old trickle-down theory.

One of the key qualities of all stories is that they are made to be shared.

After they had accustomed themselves at Rome to the spectacles of the slaughter of animals, they proceeded to those of the slaughter of men, to the gladiators.

If Ivanka Trump called, I think good people need to serve.

I was wasting my time, praying for love. For a love that never comes, from someone who does not exist.

My mother would take the Band-Aid off, clean the wound, and say, "Things that are covered don't heal well." Mother was right. Things that are covered do not heal well.

I have a theory that selflessness and bravery aren't all that different. All your life you've been training to forget yourself, so when you're in danger, it becomes your first instinct