Somebody once told me the definition of hell:“On your last day on earth, the person you became will meet the person you could have become.” — Anonymous

We can only keep what we have by being willing to freely give it away; a paraphrase of Jesus Christ.

Best smiles come after the toughest time.

Religion is like a blind man looking in a black room for a black cat that isn't there, and finding it.

Out of your vulnerabilities will come your strength.

If God is for us, who can be against us?

If I could speak all the languages of earth and of angels, but didn't love others, I would only be a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.

Why not learn to enjoy the little things-there are so many of them.

Remember the past, plan for the future, but live for today, because yesterday is gone and tomorrow may never come.

War does not determine who is right - only who is left.

God helps those who help themselves.

Truth stands out little in a field of truths. However, it is a ravaging lion, in a field of lies.

I guess I forgot we were going out tonight.""We always go out on Fridays.""It's Thursday, Alvis.""You are so tied to routine.

I've found the best way is to not be scared of the attention but to be grateful for it and open to it. It makes my days better rather than being annoyed that people want my attention.

Just make sure you're gone by the time we get to Miles's. It creeps me out to see you sitting in his lap without his permission.

People who work on the user interface side need to have empathy as a key characteristic. But if you are writing device drivers you don't really need to understand humans so well.

That's a huge subject - a writer refusing to do publicity but writing about publicity.

I don't much believe in the idea of characters. I write with words, that is all. Whether those words are put in the mouth of this or that character does not matter to me

Well, girls love Justin Bieber... But real women have Letogasms

What are you, Elle? Are you a ghost? Are you an angel or a demon? Because you can’t be real.

Love, it turns out, is as undemocratic as money, so it accumulates around people who have plenty of it already: the sane, the healthy, the lovable.