Human behavior is messy and unpredictable and unconcerned with convenient symmetries.

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.

Unhappy people needs your smile more than Happy people do

I am mission and must complete it.

Being here alone with nothing to do, I've been thinking about myself too. Trying to understand why I hate myself so badly.

I know some good marriages-marriages where both people are just trying to get through their days by helping each other being good to each other.

If I had a party to attend and didn't want to be there I would play the part of someone who was having a lovely time.

Love you..." Henry-" Always..." Oh God oh God-" World enough..." No!" And time..." Henry!

Lust is the cause of generation.

If you want to follow some good steps, it would Proverbs, all over.

Before Julia Child there was only onion dip.