Perhaps this is what the stories meant when they called somebody heartsick. Your heart and your stomach and your whole insides felt hollow and empty and aching.

You will find the way, daughter of the forest. Through grief and pain, through many trials, through betrayal and loss, your feet will walk a straight path.

My world was changing, and I was not ready for it.

All that he had of her was his memory, where he held every moment, every single moment that she had been his. That was all he had, to keep out the loneliness.

Three children lay on the rocks at the water's edge.A dark-haired girl, two boys, slightly older.This image is caught forever in my memory, like some fragile creature preserved in amber.

For the others, it was still just a tale, like all the tales we told, night by night, tales comical and strange, tales heroic and awe-inspiring, the tales that formed the fabric of our spirits.

His eyes reflected the open grey of the autumnal sky.

Whom God blesses he gives assignment

Joblessness sets you free psychologically

Patterns cannot be weighed or measured. Patterns must be mapped.

When you remain present to the goal at hand, you become ready to receive a powerful gift.

Whenever you see a new day and your simply doing right, you're saving it in the list of your best days indirectly.

The underdog winning is the romantic position.

...Any authentic creation is a gift to the future.

Within each individual young person you meet, you have the same fields to plough. The trick is just to wake them up, to sharpen their ears for what's already there in the music.

Of all the great heavyweights of modern times, Joe Frazier was the unluckiest. He had to share an era with both Ali and Foreman.

The same men who are blind and deaf to feminism are acutely sensitive to what threatens their dominance and privilege.