You’re not going to cry, are you? - I am not going to cry! Not over you. Not in a thousand years.

Attention shifted to him like sunflowers turning to the sun.

hills that stand soft and a sky that stands high and blue, and the sun setting behind a windmill, and always, always, hazy strings of mountains that fall and fall away on the horizon.

One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs, Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.

And that's the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.

A man who has no conscience, no goodness, does not suffer.

Nothing good came free. Even love. You paid for all things. And if you were poor, suffering was your currency.

But time, it is like charm. You never have as much as you think.

The desert weed lives on, but the flower of spring blooms and wilts.

I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded; not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night.

Quiet is peace. Tranquility. Quiet is turning down the volume knob on life. Silence is pushing the off button. Shutting it down. All of it.

I tried.Can't do it.Brain's empty.

Unfortunately, people don’t know how they are created and live making grave mistakes, losing their peace, destroying their mentality and failing to fulfill their callings

To be a leader, be an example that others may follow.

At some point, we have to stop a force that's going out and drowning people in steel cages and chopping off heads.

I still believe that you truly find yourself not in travel, but in other human souls.

In a language, in the system of language, there are only differences. Therefore, a taxonomical operation an undertake the systematic, statistical, and classificatory inventory of a language.

The eye of perfected friendship with God is aware of deeper dimensions of reality, to which the eyes of the average man and the average Christian are not yet opened.

I'm tired of being Scarlett O'Hara. In my next life I'm going to come back as Melanie Wilkes, fragile and helpless.

If you're on a network show, it's either some wacky sitcom or a drama where you're servicing a procedure.

As a coach, I want players to challenge me, to question me and ask why we're doing a certain thing, so they feel that they're taking ownership.