He had never looked at me before, never, and the idea made my skin burn.

So, what if, instead of thinking about solving you whole life, you just think about adding additional good things. One at a time. Just let your pile of good things grow.

Every woman wants a man who'll fall in love with her soul as well as her body.

I want someone whose heart is big enough to hold me.

I didn't know love could leave the lights on all the time.

I really am happy for Kiley. And for you and every other happily married lady. Except for that I'm not happy for you. I kind of want you all to drop dead.

I believe that worrying about a bad thing prepares you for it when it comes. If you worry, the bad thing doesn't hit you as hard. You can roll with the punch if you see it coming.

Wasn’t hitting bottom the thing you had to do to knock some sense into yourself? Wasn’t hitting bottom the thing that showed you which way was up?

I dare you to call Ask-A-Nurse and tell them you feel a presence in your womb region.

I’m sort of… coming off a bad relationship”“When did it end?”“Slightly before it started.

Some people count sheep. I self-loathe.

There are countries of the world, and regions of one's own mind, where it is unwise to travel.

We humans are different - our brains are built not to fix memories in stone but rather to transform them, our recollections in their retelling.

Slavery stands as an affront to human dignity.

The spirit is liquid and easily flows and surges, sinking and boiling with the currents of circumstances. Bringing every thought into the obedience of Christ is no easy-chair job.

Greatness is never appreciated in youth, called pride in midlife, dismissed in old age, and reconsidered in death. Because we cannot tolerate greatness in our midst, we do all we can do destroy it.

What's in the past is in the past... let it be, let it be. We all grow up.

Pascal and Voltaire both probably had IQs in the neighborhood of 200.

I don't know what will happen 100 years from now.

Everything that I write comes when it wants to, out of its own need and it dictates its form. I don't say, "I am going to write a novel."

I drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find there's no relief in waking.