It will all go on as long as women are stupid enough to go on bringing men into the world. . .

Life is creation - self and circumstances, the raw material.

If there was a trick, there must be a trickster.

A happy childhood is perhaps the most-fortunate gift in life.

The difference between you and me is that you think to live and I live to think.

Every thought vibrates through the universe.

Men would always rather be made love to than talked at.

Suddenly a mist of green on the trees, as quiet as thought.

The better you hear a thing put, the more certain you are there's another view.

Quotations are feeble; you always regret making them.

Life ought to be lived on a basis of silence, where truth blossoms.

One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.

Maybe it was inertia -or worse, fear- that was keeping me in the same place.

Day to day is a process. Dream it, plan it, do it, and make it happen! You're what you act!

I found that the same softness which once made me a target now compelled people to trust me with their stories.

The world upon whom grace is thrust as a bargain will grow tired of it.

I've subsequently become conscious of MAKING MEMORIES. Which makes me sound like a scrapbooker.

Despair is infidelity and death.

We feel guilty for what we do. We feel shame for what we are.

Life is mere chance only when one allows it to be.

I appreciate the mistakes I made in the past cause it is shaping my future.