She's one of the few people able to look beyond the lines on my face to see the twenty-year-old who lives inside.

You make a life out of what you have, not what you're missing.

A girl expecting rescue never learns to save herself. Even with the means, she will find her courage wanting.

Memory is a cruel mistress with whom we all must learn to dance.

It's a terrible thing, isn't it, the way we throw people away?

Reluctance to begin is quick to befriend procrastination. . . .

In each man's heart there lies a hole. A dark abyss of need, the filling of which takes precedence over all else.

His words had tossed the book that was her life into the air and the pages had been blown into disarray, could never be put back together to tell the same story.

It was such a pleasure to sink one's hands into the warm earth, to feel at one's fingertips the possibilities of the new season.

There's a market for mysteries for adults. That feeling of opening a book and delving inside and not coming out until you've closed the book.

But history is a faithless teller whose cruel recourse to hindsight makes fools of its actors.

The risk of all friendship is, alas, a little grief.

Happiness comes from actions.

Wade straight through life, right through the cesspool, while keeping eyes and heart open.

Yeah, let's keep the peace going.

If you are a stranger to prayer, you are a stranger to the greatest source of power known to human beings.

People often say that when couples are married for a long time, they start to look alike. I don't believe that. But I do believe their sentences start to look alike.

The soul unfolds itself, like a lotus of countless petals.

When I write, I usually follow my most inner voice, sometimes called stream of consciousness.

Prayer presupposes faith. No prayer is in vain. Prayer is like any other action.

If you are energy-efficient and water-wise at home, then take all your good habits abroad with you.