Grammar is a piano I play by ear. All I know about grammar is its power.

The wind shows us how close to the edge we are.

The willingness to accept responsibility for one's own life is the source from which self-respect springs.

To cure jealousy is to see it for what it is, a dissatisfaction with self.

We are well advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not.

I write entirely to find out what I'm thinking, what I'm looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear.

Memory fades, memory adjusts, memory conforms to what we think we remember.

We forget all too soon the things we thought we could never forget.

The fear is for what is still to be lost.

Do not whine... Do not complain. Work harder. Spend more time alone.

Short stories demand a certain awareness of one's own intentions, a certain narrowing of the focus.

Night is a time of rigor, but also of mercy. There are truths which one can see only when it’s dark

Would that the dead were not dead! But there is grass that must be eaten, pellets that must be chewed, hraka that must be passed, holes that must be dug, sleep that must be slept.

There’s no matter here you can’t re-matter into love.

God is already given you the power to crush down the red & white tape says you can't proceed beyond certain places. He's given you the keys to open all the door were been slammed on your face

We will only grow as big as we dream that's why we must dream big.

Money was their God; work their religion.

He hated all this, and somehow he couldn't get away.

It's strange how parts come along, how life lives us, and what we get to do with the abilities that are given us.

Hopefully, my tears are worth something to the outside world.

The problem with holding a grudge is that your hands are then too full to hold onto anything else.