I've read a lot of books, so I know bunches of stuff that sounds like it could be true.

Anyone can slay a dragon, he told me, but try waking up every morning and loving the world all over again. That's what takes a real hero.

I sometimes wake in the early morning & listen to the soft breathing of my children & I think to myself, this is one thing I will never regret & I carry that quiet with me all day long.

Time stands still best in moments that look suspiciously like ordinary life.

Most people don't know there are angels whose only job is to make sure you don't get too comfortable & fall asleep & miss your life.

I hope someday you see this is all life wants: for you to be your own kind of beautiful & not the kind that makes you forget who you are.

There are days I drop words of comfort on myself like falling leaves and remember that it is enough to be taken care of by myself.

There are lives I can imagine without children but none of them have the same laughter & noise.

If you hold on to the handle, it's easier to maintain the illusion of control. But it's more fun if you just let the wind carry you.

I've always like the time before dawn because there's no one around to remind me who I'm supposed to be, so it's easier to remember who I am.

Everything changed the day she figured out there was exactly enough time for the important things in her life.

But words in a book were one thing. The true test came in battle.

But space shrinks when you get old, and things lose their wonder, and the wisest thing to do then is to try your best to sleep.

It is doubtless a vice to turn one's eyes inward too much but I am my own comedy and tragedy.

The expression of vanity and self-love becomes less offensive, when it retains something of simplicity and frankness.

To me, the difference between mythology and real history is that the real history has to tell a kind of believable story of how things happened. The physics has to work.

Unrecognized alcoholism is the ruling pathology among writers and intellectuals.

I don't want to be a tiger, tigers play too rough. I don't want to be a lion, cause lions ain't the kind you love up.

Writing songs about it is a really useful way for me to love New York more, and stay observing it, and not just zone it out.

There was no doubt about it: if you wanted to succeed you had to go away. You could do nothing in Dublin.

After all, we are not children. It's time we planned our life.