He knew I'd seen everything in that alley, that I'd stood there and done nothing. He knew that I'd betrayed him and yet he was rescuing me once again, maybe for the last time.

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.

The grace of existence is the power of giving.

I have the iPad and I love Words With Friends.

Brethren, who are we that God should have been so good to us?

If you want to be successful in a particular field of endeavor, I think perseverance is one of the key qualities.

The euro will raise the citizens' awareness of their belonging to one Europe more than any other integration step to date.

For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.

Englishmen have always loved Moliere.

Thinking is the soul talking to itself.

When you work really hard for something for a long time it's almost impossible to believe that it's coming true.

Bad chances were better than no chances.