Dullness it is that perverts and corrups the spirit but it is always possible to look past the dullness, and see the bright, shining heart of things

One hesitates to open a new chapter when the old one is not resolved.

It is presumptuous to draw conclusions about a person from what one has heard

It is our feelings that guide us and they can never lead us wrong

When you are in love- everything is romantic

No expectations mean there is no risk of disappointment.

If someone tries to use you as a tool, you shouldn't mind it, because it is their choice and folly, not yours.

I can always forgive where I understand.

You cannot believe everything you hear

I am no faint-heart when it comes to the unpleasant truth. Indeed I have always taken a bracing sort of pleasure in facing it.

People argue themselves out of their pleasures

Eyes and ears are not the problem... It is rage that blinds and deafens us. Or fear. Envy, mistrust. The world contracts, gets all out of joint when you are angry or afraid.

I've begun to realize that you can listen to silence and learn from it. It has a quality and a dimension all its own.

To err is human - but it feels divine.

Is our life not exciting enough? Or do the lot of you just have some kind of death wish?

Even a witch wants sympathy.

Everything that frees our spirit without giving us control of ourselves is ruinous.

Aye, wumman, if it's truly romantic, then it must be Scottish.

I never focus on contraction. I'm focusing on my muscle. I'm not focusing on a certain style of lifting or contracting. I'm just trying to get the weight up. I'm trying to build muscle.

Anytime someone tells me that I can't do something, I want to do it more.

But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph.