... the real heroes of race and culture would always be the people who stepped out of their own line to make a larger circle.

I love the solitude of reading. I love the deep dive into someone else's story, the delicious ache of a last page.

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside, you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.

Poetry calls us to pause. There is so much we overlook, while the abundance around us continues to shimmer, on its own.

There is a place to stand where you can see so many lights you forget you are one of them.

You know, those of us who leave our homes in the morning and expect to find them there when we go back - it's hard for us to understand what the experience of a refugee might be like.

This is the world I want to live in. The shared world.

Being good felt like a heavy coat, so I took it off.

Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things, feel the future dissolve in a moment like salt in a weakened broth.

Energy is everything. Rubbing happy and sad together creates energy.

I am looking for the human who admits his flaws Who shocks the adversary By being kinder not stronger What would that be like? We don't even know

Daemon!" Dee called from the kitchen. "I need your help!""We should go see what she's doing before she destroys your kitchen." He rubbed his hands down his face. "It's possible.

The statesmen still say that we should not interfere in the internal affairs of other nations and yet it is not possible any longer not to interfere, even when we do not mean to do so.

National legislation will prevent other states' flawed concealed-weapons laws from threatening the safety of Illinois residents.

Why does every girl in the world wanna date me? Especially right now man, especially when I'm busy!

What terrible tragedies realism inflicts on people.

The windy satisfaction of the tongue.

A city grows like an organism. It is a structure of living and working together a mix of functions.

No one drives in Manhattan - in fact, many of the folks who live in Manhattan don't even have driving licenses!

Peace is an extension of war by political means. Plenty of elbow-room is pleasanter -- and much safer.

The main of life is composed of small incidents and petty occurrences; of wishes for objects not remote, and grief for disappointments of no fatal consequence.