I would like more sisters, that the taking out of one, might not leave such stillness.

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.

I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.

We turn not older with years but newer every day.

I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven.

If you take care of the small things, the big things take care of themselves. You can gain more control over your life by paying closer attention to the little things.

I must go in, the fog is rising.

A good roommate may be the single most important thing to have when one is away at school.

Bring me the sunset in a cup.

Saying nothing... sometimes says the most.

Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.

Idris: Are all people like this?The Doctor: Like what?Idris: So much bigger on the inside.

I think poverty is not the worst thing in the world, blindness is, because blind people cannot see your beauty.

I was never a big networker, but I was a spin doctor, all those shock shows, that's how I got my first backers. But fashion's a scary industry to be in, especially if you've not grown up with it.

To put that into some perspective, when Bill Clinton and Al Gore had first taken the idea of the Kyoto Protocol up to the Congress, the United States Senate voted it down 95 to nothing.

There's a thin, blurry line between humor and tragedy.

I despise 'animal welfare.' That's like saying, 'Let's beat the slaves three times a week instead of five times a week'.

I have this attitude to life that is not to take anything too seriously and not worry about anything, and when I met him I wasn't too nervous and I was being myself.

Black child poverty is higher. As I write in the epilogue, "Yes we can. No he didn't. President [Barack] Obama didn't push black people backward, but he missed the opportunity to move us forward."

Digo, paciencia y barajar. What I say is, patience, and shuffle the cards.

He felt it too, the air between us, the invisible lines that something or someone had drawn to connect us. That's the way I remember it.