Those with whom we can apparently become well acquainted in a few moments are generally the most difficult to rightly know and to understand.

Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind.

Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.

Happiness is not found in things you possess, but in what you have the courage to release.

No man for any considerable period can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true.

Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them.

The thing you set your mind on is the thing you ultimately become.

Our most intimate friend is not he to whom we show the worst, but the best of our nature.

Moonlight is sculpture.

We must not always talk in the market-place of what happens to us in the forest.

In the depths of every heart there is a tomb and a dungeon, though the lights, the music, and the revelry above may cause us to forget their existence.

Guns are our friends because in a country without guns, I'm what's known as "prey." All females are.

Time will tell, I suppose, or at least, these pages will.

Imagine a world in which every single person on the planet is given free access to the sum of all human knowledge. That's what we're doing.

People always tell me either A. you love him. B. you hate him. My usual answer? C. All of the above.

It is so much hard work writing your first novel. You're not even sure that it is possible to do.

I think snow is so evocative and has such a powerful atmosphere.

I graduated from high school with the art award and I had made a ton of short films, but it was before DVDs with director commentary.

We are the administrators of our money. We will have to give God an account of the use we make of it up to the last cent.

You can quickly go from having passion and love to passion and hate when an act of betrayal happens.

There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. You feel it, don't you? You feel the separation from the Beloved. Invite Him to fill you up, embrace the fire.