I come out of real life.

I was an English major in college, and then I went to graduate school in English at the University of North Carolina for three years.

My job as the mother of daughters is to make sure my children see that every opportunity is available to them.

Resilience is accepting your new reality, even if it's less good than the one you had before.

This diagnosis is a reminder that this is the life you've got. And you're not getting another one. Whatever has happened, you have to take this life and treasure and protect it.

It's just a part of our nature to hope.

... all things are possible if you are willing to put yourself on the line. You cannot stand back and hope for the best. You have to act.

You recognize a survivor when you see one. You recognize a fighter when you see one.

A lot of people have great hope, and a lot of people who have great hope live. And, some of them who have great hope die. So it's not that hope is going to save you.

Tabloid news is tabloid news.

We were never a family that had a lot. We had enough, but not a lot.

He longed for the little cabin and the sun-kissed sea - for the cool interior of the well-built house, and for the never-ending wonders of the many books.

Thousands upon thousands are yearly brought into a state of real poverty by their great anxiety not to be thought poor.

Compassion--that's the one thing no machine ever had. Maybe it's the one thing that keeps man ahead of them.

I develop my own film. And I work in spurts. I pile it up.

If no ones doing the creative work that you want to do, do it yourself.

The person who takes no chances generally has to take whatever is left when others are through choosing.

Perspective should be learned - and then forgotten. The residue - a sensitivity to perspective - helps perception, varying with each individual and determined by his responsive needs.

We continue to be spilled on by consumerism even though we know it doesn't make us happy.

I was afraid the fire would not be hot enough for me to distinguish myself.

That day, I began to be incredulous. Or, rather, I regretted having been credulous. I regretted having allowed myself to be borne away by a passion of the mind. Such is credulity.