Please don't confuse love and logic ... They aren't even remotely related.

Simply put: time is fluid. The faster your world spins out of control, the slower timer crawls. The more time you need, the less you're sure to get. It's all relative

Perception is a powerful tool.

We cannot change the past, she thought. How we long to sometimes, trying to work out how horror might have been averted by a fluke of fortune, a kind intercession, wisdom not yet granted.

Dare to deliver what’s in your heart.

Now that it's all over, what did you really do yesterday that's worth mentioning?

By his deeds we know a man.

I didn't grow up as child actor.

The important thing is neither your nationality nor the religion you professed, but how your faith translated itself in your life.

Who prates of war or want after his wine? [Lat., Quis post vina gravem militiam aut pauperiem crepat?]

In your heart must well that sympathy which soothes away all pains from the hearts of others.

People who paint, including myself, get to a point where a bit of angst comes in. If you're doing it for a living, it's worth it to suffer those slings and arrows.

I take really good care of myself. I promised myself long ago that I would never miss a hunting season, never poison my sacred temple with drugs, alcohol, tobacco or bad food.