She wanted to destroy something. The crash and clatter were what she wanted to hear.

The artist must possess the courageous soul that dares and defies

She was flushed and felt intoxicated with the sound of her own voice and the unaccustomed taste of candor. It muddled her like wine, or like a first breath of freedom.

There was a dull pang of regret because it was not the kiss of love which had inflamed her, because it was not love which had held this cup of life to her lips.

The morning was full of sunlight and hope.

She liked then to wander alone into strange and unfamiliar places. She discovered many a sunny, sleepy corner, fashioned to dream in.

Her husband seemed to her now like a person whom she had married without love as an excuse.

It seems to me if I were young and in love I should never deem a man of ordinary caliber worthy of my devotion.

She had resolved to never take another step backward.

The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings.

She was becoming herself and daily casting aside that fictitious self which we assume like a garment with which to appear before the world.

Prayer is sacred act for all seasons.

For always remember that while it is wrong to use too few, it is often far worse to use too many." - Which Macabre

The road to national rebirth is a hard one, but there is no other.

I feel like I'm capable of doing so many things to help people around the country and the world.

If you mean, "My gut feeling is telling me this; therefore I can act on it and I don't have to worry," we say you should never trust your gut.

The use it and lose it problem is pervasive, affecting more than 40,000 Californians a year.

We all start in this medium because of the magic and the challenge is to keep it going.

While I am impulsive in many areas of my life, marriage is not one of them.

Everything is contagious in baseball.

Lunatics have no age. If we were crazy, you and I, we might be a great deal younger.