It seemed to me that this world has a serious shortage of both logic and kindness.

I'm all alone, but I'm not lonely.

If you can love someone with your whole heart, even one person, then there's salvation in life. Even if you can't get together with that person.

Time flows in strange ways on Sundays, and sights become mysteriously distorted.

A person learns how to love himself through the simple acts of loving and being loved by someone else.

Life is not like water. Things in life don't necessarily flow over the shortest possible route.

I can bear any pain as long as it has meaning.

It is not that the meaning cannot be explained. But there are certain meanings that are lost forever the moment they are explained in words.

This is what it means to live on. When granted hope, a person uses it as fuel, as a guidepost to life. It is impossible to live without hope.

It's not me but the world that's deranged.

What I want is for the two of us to meet somewhere by chance one day, like, passing on the street, or getting on the same bus.

Teeny, it’ll never be a fair fight with Harry. You’re his Cadillac Ranch…but he’s your Chernobyl.” ~ Ruthie

I think all of us ordinary mortals tend to mythologize people as good-looking as you.

It is a dangerous experiment to call in gratitude as an ally to love. Love is a debt which inclination always pays, obligation never.

Ah, the poverty, the miserable poverty, of any love that lies outside of marriage, of any love that is not a living together, a sharing of all!

I'm personally opposed to a deep tan because I like to feel blond all over.

You know, a one-term president with some balls who actually got stuff done would have been, in the long run of the country, much better.

Nothing else you do will ever matter as much as helping people establish an eternal relationship with God.

What happens on that corner happens on every corner.

I think to be successful you have to work really hard but you also have to have a little bit of luck.

The wind is us-- it gathers and remembers all our voices, then sends them talking and telling through the leaves and the fields.