Yet she likes complications. She wishes she could turn and say: I like people who unbalance me.

The world spins. We stumble on. It is enough.

I write about what I know; and I write about things that are new to me, and that I didn't know before.

The thing about love is that we come alive in bodies not our own.

Long ago, long ago. The simple things come back to us. They rest for a moment by our ribcages then suddenly reach in and twist our hearts a notch backward.

There are moments we return to, now and always. Family is like water - it has a memory of what it once filled, always trying to get back to the original stream.

There's a part of me that thinks perhaps we go on existing in a place even after we've left it.

We have to admire the world for not ending on us.

It was a silence that heard itself, awful and beautiful.

Give life long enough and it will solve all your problems, including the one of being alive.

Even if people laughed at the notion of goodness, if they found it sentimental, or nostalgic, it didn't matter -- it was none of those things, he said, and it had to be fought for.

Like the fragrance of a flower, our actions reveal the beauty of your life.

Read what you like, not what you’re told to like. That way you’ll read for a lifetime.

The difference between appreciation and flattery? That is simple. One is sincere and the other insincere. One comes from the heart out

Some women flirt more with what they say, and some with what they do.

I'm going to cut taxes big league, and you're going to raise taxes big league, end of story.

Is real, it is serious, it is growing, and it constitutes one of the greatest threats to our national security and, indeed, to global security.

For all their talk about the virtues of democracy, many incumbent politicians really don't like it when voters have a voice-not if that voice is effective.

Each soul is a star and all stars are set in the infinite azure, the eternal sky-the Lord.

If you love something, you have to stay really focused and can't let outside things distract you.

The idea of voluntary segregation went against every value I had been taught. What did being born black have to do with excellence?