Tears are another river that takes us home. We become alive with tears. There isn’t a chance to return to sleep when we are weeping.

We love against the night, burning like stars against the darkness of bread and circuses.

The happiness in our hearts is there for we dare to dream in light when the world tells us to scream in the darkness.

Love is the reason why, even in suffering, we smile.

All bowmen are caught between heaven and earth, born to discovery, choosing to love and raise their eyes high to a future that is apparent only through the strength of their hope.

For in the sorrow, there is also our happiness.

The marriage bond is more than a civil contract. It is a reward for loving well.

There will always be trouble so there will always be a time for heroes

Where are you, oh heart, which I loved from the start? Did you ever arrive? How long must we stay apart?

Through all people, the Music of Love would pour, bringing light to the swords that sped through the darkness. And the light of their blades would lead the constellations to their destination.

We must only believe.

What if one thing resonates with everybody, but it's not the same for anybody?

Eternal virtues like perseverance is what should be our focus and not miracles.

Sometimes a smile is all that is needed to change a person’s day and it cost me nothing to give.

As a judge, when I saw veterans in legal trouble, I created the state's first veterans court to help them get treatment and get back on their feet.

I started a second novel seven times and I had to throw them away.

The task of resisting our own oppression does not relieve us of the responsibility of acknowledging our complicity in the oppression of others.

Entrenched customs represent a social equilibrium, and moving away from that equilibrium is difficult to do on your own.

We are looking at a future where to a first approximation everyone is wealthy.

The music has to be as interesting. It has to keep taking you into places that you're at least not used to.

Fidgeting and boredom are the symptoms of fear of emptiness, which we try to fill up with whatever we can lay our hands on.