The Little Drummer Boy was playing in the background for what seemed like the third time in a row. I fought off an urge to beat that Little Drummer Boy senseless with his own drumsticks.

There are days when I think I don't believe anymore. When I think I've grown too old for miracles. And that's right when another seems to happen.

Everyday is filled with opportunities to take a quiet moment

There's no going back from what happened. You can go back and understand the past, but you can't go back and change it.

They're just words. And words alone don't really mean anything. It's what you feel and what you believe when you say them that matter.

I have a theory that as long as you have one good friend, one real friend, you can get through anything.

Some things you can fix, and some things you can't. And I just think it is a shame to walk away from the things you can.

Guys don't go for me. Period. I don't distract them. They don't sneak glances in my direction. They don't think of me when I'm not standing right in front of them. I'm scenery. I'm background.

Friends, I was pretty sure, lift their friends up; they don't weigh them down like a sack full of stones

When there's something or someone, when there's anything that makes you happy, you don't let a continent or an ocean or an empty pocket keep you apart

Precision about language can be really, really annoying. It can make you miss the point of what the other person is saying altogether.

Caelfel squared her shoulders. “I’m not afraid.”Geri turned away. “Good, because if you were, you are definitely in the wrong place.

Don't underestimate the allure of darkness. Even the purest hearts are drawn to it.

Friends don't always make the best of business partners.

Poets and painters are outside the class system, or rather they constitute a special class of their own, like the circus people and the Gypsies.

If it is an imperfect word, no external circumstance can heighten its value as poetry.

A person you excuse from any genuine challenge is a person you do not truly respect.

A mighty, eternal and incomprehensible force pushes us all forward. But while all are so being pushed, many linger and look back. Unconsciously, they oppose this force.

Earning money is not a sin, and the bottom line is growth.

Do we need distance to get close?

They're not supposed to show prison films in prison. Especially ones that are about escaping.