Most people talk when they have nothing to say. I’m not talking because I have too much to say. None of which I’d want you to hear.

I never understood the point of being sad when I could choose to be happy

furious flutter awakened hummingbird heart hello hello love

I know. It's shocking to think that the government would try to stick its nose in our ladyparts.

Where's my syllabus to guide me through life?

Faith is accepting what makes no sense, what we cannot prove, but know down deep in our souls is real.

We're all people", he said simply. "It doesn't matter if you're two, thirty-two, or ninety-two. Everyone wants to be treated with respect. Everyone wants to feel like they matter in this world.

I just don't see the point in beating myself up. I think it's more productive to concentrate on being a better person right now than punishing myself for who I was in the past.

Zen cuts straight through the Quidditch match in progress and almost gets taken down by a Beater hurling a Nerf quaffle right at his machopartes.

My thoughts create my world -Marcus Flutie

I'm not in love. It's a crush which is why it hurts. Crushes crush. Otherwise they'd be called awesomes. "I have an awesome on him.

Underneath, he was a good cat. Loyal and loving. But no one ever bothered to look past his rough exterior, because in reality, looks meant more than everyone wanted to admit.

I miss him so badly it hurts.

Creativity has always depended on openness and flexibility, so let us hope for more of both in the future.

As for herself, every morning on waking she gives thanks to the God she doesn't disbelieve in. Although she can't credit him with saving her, she needs this outlet for her gratitude.

I understand that I have become a liability to the very institutions and policies to which I have dedicated my career and, indeed, my entire adult life.

Virtue is not photogenic.

How gracious are the gods in bestowing high positions; and how reluctant are they to insure them when given.

I'm a little nervous about public funding. It's better than what we got now.

When the power of imparting joy is equal to the will, the human soul requires no other heaven.

Every action generates a force of energy that returns to us in like kind...what we sow is what we reap.