A sudden happiness catches me unawares. I feel it trickling into me, and my eyes go liquid with gratitude and hope.

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 didn't fall in love with you tate, I flew..

I'm just vibrant. I try to bring that to everything I do.

One can be a brother only in something. Where there is no tie that binds men, men are not united but merely lined up.

Consider The lilies of the field whose bloom is brief:-- We are as they; Like them we fade away As doth a leaf.

It comes down to something really simple: Can I visualize myself playing those scenes? If that happens, then I know that I will probably end up doing it.

I just don't see this old idea of the Red peril, itching to take over the world. I think you can explain a lot of the Soviets' moves as stemming from a basic sense of insecurity.

I didn't respond to that. I'm not scared of heights. I'm just scared of falling from heights.

The last thing I need is for daughter to move back into my basement and become another unemployed millennial statistic. Would love for her to get a job at Facebook. Become the president of Google.

Human nature is not obliged to be consistent.

I think when you talk about competing against others, the problem is that you refer to something that's been done already and try to beat it.