It is very hard to say the exact truth, even about your own immediate feelings – much harder than to say something fine about them which is not the exact truth.

What destroys us most effectively is not a malign fate but our own capacity for self-deception and for degrading our own best self.

Her little butterfly soul fluttered incessantly between memory and dubious expectation.

It's easy finding reasons why other folks should be patient.

Her own misery filled her heart—there was no room in it for other people's sorrow.

She hates everything that is not what she longs for.

We are overhasty to speak as if God did not manifest himself by our silent feeling, and make his love felt through ours.

You must mind and not lower the Church in people's eyes by seeming to be frightened about it for such a little thing.

The select natures who pant after the ideal, and find nothing in pantaloons or petticoats great enough to command their reverence and love, are curiously in unison with the narrowest and pettiest.

A woman may get to love by degrees—the best fire does not flare up the soonest.

A pretty building I'm making, without either bricks or timber. I'm up i' the garret a'ready, and haven't so much as dug the foundation.

Death is harder on those who are left behind.

It is a bird’s imagination, not its wings, that determines how high it can fly.

You are the ocean to my eyes.

On Sundays, we would travel to the town and watch English movies. This way, we must have ended up watching some 1, 000 movies during college.

I'm a sucker for turquoise sea, white beaches and palm trees. I've been to the tropics every year since I could afford it. It's the perfect place to unwind. I can chill out, read, do a bit of yoga.

You love me. You ignore me. You save my life, then you cook my mother into soap.

If you make yourself more than just a man, if you devote yourself to an ideal, you become something else entirely.

Scientists like Bjorn Lomborg in The Skeptical Environmentalist have, in my opinion, properly nailed environmental extremists for these exaggerated scenarios.

America is not just a power, it is a promise. It is not enough for our country to be extraordinary in might; it must be exemplary in meaning.

All we are is dust in the wind, dude.