There is no difference in quality between a life lived forward and a life lived backwards, she thinks. She had come to love this backward life. It was, after all, the only life she had.

You know everything you need to know about a person from the answer to the question, What is your favorite book?

I can promise you books and conversation and all my heart.

It was strange, really. A couple months ago, I had thought I couldn’t live without him. Apparently I could.

Diving is a leap of faith plus gravity.

We are not quite novels. We are not quite short stories. In the end, we are collected works

We aren't the things we collect, acquire, read. We are, for as long as we are here, only love. The things we loved. The people we loved. And these, I think these really do live on.

Let's stay young forever. Young, stupid, and pretty. Sounds like a plan, don't you think?

Death is a state of mind---many people on Earth spend their entire lives dead.

They should tell you when you’re born: have a suitcase heart, be ready to travel.

In the end, the end of a life only matters to friends, family, and other folks you used to know. For everyone else, it's just another end.

Only when I quit lying to myself did I discover the real beauty of my truth.

• you should improve your character, because it's belong to your destiny ♥

Verbose is not a synonym for literary.

You cannot be both unhappy, and fully present in the Now.

And yet, in a culture like ours, which is given to material comforts, and addicted to forms of entertainment that offer immediate gratification, it is surprising that so much poetry is written.

There's a lot that's happened in my life that maybe I didn't want to happen, but I suppose it's led me to exactly where I am now.

If we save people from HIV/AIDS, if we save them from malaria, it means they can form the base of production for our economy.

God is an inexhaustible source of all we need. Our unbelief is discovered in how little we avail ourselves of this infinite fountain

True security lies not in the things one has, but in the things one can do without.

Love is the natural condition of all experience before thought has divided it into a multiplicity and diversity of objects, selves and others.