It's never too late-in fiction or in life-to revise.

The universe is always speaking to us... sending us little messages, causing coincidences and serendipities,reminding us to stop, to look around, to believe in something else, something more.

No one knows how it is that with one glance a boy can break through into a girl's heart.

No matter how wild the winds or rough the seas of life, libraries stand ready, beaming their reliable lights, guiding us toward knowledge, pleasure, consolation, wisdom, and hope.

Who is getting more pleasure from this rocking, the baby or me?

It is never, never too late, in a story or in real life, to correct.

I have discovered the meaning of life. It resides in what I can wrest from each day that I live.

You know if you pick up a beach read, you're excused from the problems in your own life and safe in a world with conflicts you understand, and you know you will get a happy ending.

Their friendship is like a tapestry in a drawer. Today is the iron passing over the cloth, smoothing out the wrinkles, bring out the pattern that makes it unique and beautiful.

Somewhere I read that human beings are the only creatures to spend the present driving themselves crazy about the future.

Sophie felt as if she were encased in a glass globe called summer.

Love is the highest moral standard.

When you surrender, you live in eager anticipation of the surprise. The dual weights of yearning and despair are cast off.

What is the price of experience? Do men buy it for a song? Or wisdom for a dance in the street? No, it is bought with the price of all the man hath, his house, his wife, his children.

Surely the thing God enjoys most about being God is the thrill of being merciful, especially to those who don't expect it and often feel they don't deserve it.

I advise you to say your dream is possible and then overcome all inconveniences, ignore all the hassles and take a running leap through the hoop, even if it is in flames.

I'm not particularly fond of kissing strange men-contrary to popular belief.

A great, great deal has been said about the weather, but very little has ever been done.

Respect gods before demigods, heroes before men, and first among men your parents; but respect yourself most of all.

Still hiding and afraid to let go. Waiting for you to find me uncover me and show me the way.

Absolutely nothing is so important for a nation's culture as its language.