What keeps you going isn't some fine destination but just the road you're on, and the fact that you know how to drive.

Hope is a renewable option: If you run out of it at the end of the day, you get to start over in the morning.

If you want sweet dreams, you've got to live a sweet life.

Few people know so clearly what they want. Most people can't even think what to hope for when they throw a penny in a fountain.

Finally, cooking is good citizenship. It's the only way to get serious about putting locally raised foods into your diet, which keeps farmlands healthy and grocery money in the neighborhood.

We came from Bethlehem, Georgia bearing Betty Crocker cake mixes into the jungle.

Maybe life doesn't get any better than this, or any worse, and what we get is just what we're willing to find: small wonders, where they grow.

Don't try to figure out what other people want to hear from you; figure out what you have to say.

The very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope. Not admire it from a distance but live right in it, under its roof.

It's what you do that makes your soul.

Pain reaches the heart with electrical speed, but truth moves to the heart as slowly as a glacier.

If only we'd stop trying to be happy, we could have a pretty good time.

But a kingdom that has once been destroyed can never come again into being

A large oak tree is just a little nut that refused to give up.

People in real life cuss God out when they're angry. That's all real.

I've never understood people that sleep around. I think there's something very lacking in your life when you do, not to be judgmental.

I think the free-enterprise system has been great for society. That doesn't mean it's completely perfect. And also, when people say capitalism, I'm not really sure what they mean.

I was an athlete when I was growing up.

I never went on an audition - when they were really looking at everybody.

I have fished through fishless days that I remember happily without regret.

Forget about writing to Penthouse. This one was going to be a story for their grandkids.