His smile wavers. I've been looking at him too long. 'Are you OK?' he says. I nod, take a deep breath. Then I lean over and kiss him.

Truth in her dress finds facts too tight. In fiction she moves with ease.

Such is the state of life that none are happy but by the anticipation of change. The change itself is nothing when we have made it the next wish is to change again.

nothing is so binding as pity.

All those layers of silence upon silence.

The shreiking fight or the out-of-character insult endures forever, while the daily sweetness dissolves like sugar in water.

I love shoes. I am a shoe fanatic. I have a special closet in my home just for my shoes.

Monarch of earth, I shall confess my secret craft: I've always fought to purify wild flame to light, and kindle whatever light I found to burst in flame.

The influence of a science adviser is only as good as ears open to that science advice.

Covetousness bursts the sack and spills the grain.

No man, even though he be Shakespeare, can write perfectly when his web is woven of threads that have been spun in many lands.