Many trees have died so that the Catholic Church can preach against homosexuality.

Everytime I look at a zebra, I can't figure out whether it's black with white stripes or white with black stripes, and that frustrates me.

Love is not a because, it's a no matter what.

The human capacity for burden is like bamboo- far more flexible than you'd ever believe at first glance.

There are two ways to be happy: improve your reality, or lower your expectations.

There's always going to be bad stuff out there. But here's the amazing thing -- light trumps darkness, every time. You stick a candle into the dark, but you can't stick the dark into the light.

You can't look back - you just have to put the past behind you, and find something better in your future.

Until this moment, I had not realized that someone could break your heart twice, along the very same fault lines.

The wolves knew when it was time to stop looking for what they'd lost, to focus instead on what was yet to come.

If you have a sister and she dies, do you stop saying you have one? Or are you always a sister, even when the other half of the equation is gone?

‎Pick ten strangers and stick them in a room, and ask them which of us they feel sorrier for - you or me - and we all know who they'll choose.

You will be lonely, but you'll become strong.

Savor the starry night, your child's laughter, the morning walk, the nightly study, the daily routines and the bold espresso.

Do not wait until the conditions are perfect to begin. Beginning makes the conditions perfect.

Oh, the places you will go.

Work means so many things! So many! Among other things, work also means freedom. ... Without it even the miracle of love is only a cruel deception.

In the elder days of art Builders wrought with greatest care Each minute and unseen part, For the Gods are everywhere

Learn to do your own thinking - don’t let other people do it for you!

The sewing machine joins what the scissors have cut asunder, plus whatever else comes in its path.

Some system of authority is a requirement of all communal living, and it is only the man dwelling in isolation who is not forced to respond, through defiance or submission, to the commands of others.

We’ve been filled with great treasure for one purpose: to be spilled.