Schools provide safe spaces to talk about controversial issues, and literature presents characters portraying human experience in all its richness and contradictoriness.

The point is not to pay back kindness but to pass it on.

Each of us will have to make the choices that allow us to be the largest versions of ourselves.

It's like my whole world is coming undone, but when I write, my pencil is a needle and thread, and I'm stitching the scraps back together.

A novel is not, after all, a historical document, but a way to travel through the human heart.

I write to find out what I am thinking. I write to find out who I am. I write to understand things.

A book does not discriminate against any reader. All are welcome at the table of literature.

Don't plan it all. Let life surprise you a little.

Everyone needs a strong sense of self. It is our base of operations for everything that we do in life.

I admit that for me love goes deeper than the struggle, or maybe what I mean is, love is the deeper struggle.

Every writer can tell you that a book is only truly alive when it finds passionate readers who bring it alive in their imaginations.

Love is a flower that should never cease to grow. Nurture it, and it will outlive you. Neglect it, and it will wilt away and die.

Life is a matter of choices live it or lift it !

Targets achieve by chasing adventures of works.Lets find one more adventures work.

Stop fighting yourself and accept where you are in life. Let this time in your life motivate you to let go of all of the things that are holding you back.

Before dance came into my life, I don't really remember having any major goals or dreams of wanting to be anything.

Many folks think they aren't good at earning money, when what they don't know is how to use it.

When you're having a bad day at work, a lot of times it's your head. When you're having good days, a lot of times it's the absence of the mind.

Once you grow up and discover yourself as a human being you look at things for what they are.

I slammed the door in the child's face, a horrific scream trapped in my throat.

It is only in the depths of silence that the voice of God can be heard.