My problem is I can think whatever I think—girl power, solidarity, Gloria Steinem rah rah rah — but I still feel the way I feel. Which is jealous. And pissy about little things.

My heart spasmed among the peonies like a trout.

I did Lassie for six years and I never had anybody come up to me and say, 'It made me want to be a farmer.

Love is when you have a really amazing piece of cake, and it’s the very last piece, but you let him have it.

Silence is a protective coating over pain.

There is nothing as dreamy and poetic, nothing as radical, subversive, and psychedelic, as mathematics.

A good problem is something you don't know how to solve. That's what makes it a good puzzle and a good opportunity.

Always do what you're afraid to do. ... I will prove myself strong when they think I am sick. I will prove myself brave when they think I am weak.

Love is when you give someone else the power to destroy you, and you trust them not to do it.

It is the story that matters, not just the ending.

The problem is I can think whatever I think but I still feel the way I feel.

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We want what is best for the people.

Boards of public charity were invented by the devil to prevent real individual charity.

Now, some have said I blame too many problems on my predecessor, but let's not forget that's a practice that was initiated by George W. Bush.

You need better relationships between the communities and the police, because in some cases, it's not good.

When you come to Christ as a real young person, I think when you become a teen-ager either you rebel or you search, doubt, and wonder.

See my father knew a lot about music, he played the piano and he would do theory and stuff like that, but I didn't learn anything from him, but I played that for him and he liked it a lot.

Our fundamental task as human beings is to seek out connections-to exercise our imaginations.

The cross was a glorious outworking of the grace of God, by which the Father commissioned the Son to make full satisfaction so that sinners might be saved with no sacrifice of God’s justice.

My mom beat me up," I informed my reflection. It looked back sympathetically.