Life's just a perpetual piecing together of broken bits.

There are two ways of spreading light: to be The candle or the mirror that reflects it.

The desire for symmetry, for balance, for rhythm in form as well as in sound, is one of the most inveterate of human instincts.

To visit Morocco is still like turning the pages of some illuminated Persian manuscript all embroidered with bright shapes and subtle lines.

One can remain alive ... if one is unafraid of change, insatiable in intellectual curiosity interested in big things and happy in small ways.

If only we'd stop trying to be happy, we could have a pretty good time.

The real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend!

Nothing is more perplexing to a man than the mental process of a woman who reasons her emotions.

One of the great things about travel is you find out how many good, kind people there are.

Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.

Life is always either; a tight -rope or a feather-bed . — Give me the tightrope.

Sane is boring.

Don’t worry, pray!

Every individual ought to travel on his or her own destiny path.

How much better a man feels when he is mixed with halibut and leg of mutton and roebuck

I'd made it this far and refused to give up because all my life I had always finished the race.

Nature reacts not only to physical disease but also to moral weakness when the danger increases she gives us greater courage.

No one said you can't go outside the lines.

I always get scared doing a job. To this day, I start every job thinking, I really can't do this. And what I do when I'm insecure is I tighten up. If you work through the night you can do anything.

I do believe in the power of prayer.

How much fame, money and power does a woman have to achieve on her own before you can punch her in the face?