The sad truth about humanity...is that people believe what they're told. Maybe not the first time, but by the hundredth time, the craziest of ideas just becomes a given.

Unwinds didn't go out with a bang-they didn't even go out with a whimper. they went out with the silence of a candle flame pinched between two fingers.

The Bill of Life was signed, the Unwind Accord went into effect, and the war was over. Everyone was so happy to end the war, no one cared about the consequences

Fight, flight, and screw up royaly.

Small victories are bet­ter than none.

I'd rather be partly great than entirely useless.

Once in a while our school has half days, and the teachers spend the afternoon 'in service,' which I think must be a group therapy for having to deal with us.

(Why did they call them sneakers if it was so hard to sneak in them?)

People would cheer throw confetti and then go about breaking the resolutions they had made only moments before.

I think all mothers are alike, regardless of cultural background, when it comes to illogical cleaning.

It's called loitering, which is like littering with human beings as the trash.

When man is with God in awe and love, then he is praying.

Grace of service is the heart of belonging.

To ensure assimilation we want to ensure that it works. Assimilation, an important word. Integration and upward mobility.

I drank that sentence and began to glow.

My go-to default is to try to be nice, which I feel does less harm in the long run than trying to be, say, assertive. If I am nice and maybe too passive, I find that easier to live with.

I shall grow old, but never lose life's zest, because the road's last turn will be the best.

She needed Cholly's sins desperately. The lower he sank, the wilder and more irresponsible he became, the more splendid she and her task became. In the name of Jesus.

To your point earlier if a female movie does well they're like "Oohhhh! I can't believe it did well! Maybe the next one will do well, too."

The mother's love is not given to us to spoil us with indulgence, but to soften our hearts, that we may in turn soften others with kindness.

If I had been born one or two hundred years ago, I might have been a sculptor, but photography is a very quick way to see, to make sculpture.