Have you ever been to a place you're supposed to love, but all you can think about is home?

So often we only do what we think is expected of us, when we are capable of so much more.

There's nothing more inspiring than the complexity and beauty of the human heart.

So I'm in love. That crazy, forget to eat, float around in a daze, talk on the phone all night and bounce out of bed every morning hoping to see him kind of love.

We think of happiness as something we can take. But usually it comes from being content with what we have, and accepting ourselves.

I think the birds in the area are dying laughing watching me try not to crash.

Time passes. That's the rule. No matter what happens, no matter how much it might feel like everything in your life has been frozen around one particular moment, time marches on.

Writers have superpowers.

Haven't you guessed by now? I say, my heart hammering. My home is you.

I feel like Cinderella sitting in the middle of the road with a pumpkin and a couple of mice, while Prince Charming charges off to rescue some other chick.

Clara," he says, my name sounding different somehow when it passes through his lips. "I'll miss you.

How do you know when it's over?" "Maybe when you feel more in love with your memories than with the person standing in front of you.

As a human race, we lost and we are still losing a lot of humanity in the process of progress

How often do we talk just to fill up the quiet space? How often do we waste our breath talking about nonsense?

Attempt the impossible in order to improve your work.

Actions don't only speak louder than words; actions should be used to interpret words.

Giving is better than receiving because giving starts the receiving process.

I love to bake, especially cupcakes. I'm really good at it.

For the Sensitive Plant has no bright flower; Radiance and odour are not its dower; It loves, even like Love, its deep heart is full, It desires what it has not, the beautiful.

God is more interested in your character than your comfort. God is more interested in making your life holy than He is in making your life happy.

Literature is composed of quarter truths, and the quarters are often spent on penny candy.