Let me propose that if your beliefs or convictions matter more to you than people—if they require you to act as though you were a worse person than you are—you may have lost perspective.

This is one reason people need to believe in God—because we want someone to know us, truly, all the way through, even the worst of us.

Often you don’t know whether you’re the hero of a romantic comedy or the villain on a Lifetime special until the restraining order arrives.

I wish I could recommend the experience of not being killed to everyone.

People are most vociferously opposed to those forces they have to resist more fiercely within themselves.

If you manage to make it to some semblance of adulthood, just showing up turns out to be one of the kindest, most selfless things you can do for someone.

What dooms our best efforts to cultivate empathy and compassion is always, of course, other people.

The truth is, there are not two kinds of people. There's only one: the kind that loves to divide up into gangs who hate each other's guts.

Let me propose that if your beliefs or convictions matter more to you than people - if they require you to act as though you were a worse person than you are - you may have lost perspective.

The police, finding a corpse with twenty-eight stab wounds in a bathtub, suspected foul play.

It’s easy to demonstrate how progressive and open-minded and loyal you are when it costs you nothing.

I believe adopting free unstructured play, within an appropriate framework, has rich potential in bringing up happy, well-balanced and resilient children.

When I was laying there in his arms nothing else mattered. My parents, my lack of funds, everything just seemed to melt away as I was lost in his lips"- Bentley Evans

Rain with no shoes is just as much fun as rain with big rubber galoshes.

Nor is a day lived if the dawn is left out of it, with the prospects it opens. Who speaks charmingly of nature or of mankind, like him who comes bibulous of sunrise and the fountains of waters?

Isn't hate merely the result of wounded love?

The Buddhas had to be destroyed by the Taliban to get the world thinking about Afghanistan.

If my jeans could talk, they'd plead for mercy.

One is not always happy when one is good; but one is always good when one is happy.

As the perfect parent, God suffers emotional pain when his creatures, created in his own image and likeness, rebel against him and do evil instead of good.

I don't write polite letters. I don't like to plea-bargain. I like to fight.