I discovered that my imagination came alive when I moved away from the immediate world around me.

The evening's the best part of the day. You've done your day's work. Now you can put your feet up and enjoy it.

There was another life that I might have had, but I am having this one.

Memories, even your most precious ones, fade surprisingly quickly. But I don’t go along with that. The memories I value most, I don’t ever see them fading.

Many of our deepest motives come, not from an adult logic of how things work in the world, but out of something that is frozen from childhood.

She always wanted to believe in things.

Love isn't about when you first meet. It's about the many, many years you spend together, when you're trying to keep that flame burning.

Our family arrived in England in 1960. At that time I thought the war was ancient history. But if I think of 15 years ago from now, thats 1990, and that seems like yesterday to me.

Memory, I realize, can be an unreliable thing; often it is heavily coloured by the circumstances in which one remembers.

As a writer, I'm more interested in what people tell themselves happened rather than what actually happened.

If you are under the impression you have already perfected yourself, you will never rise to the heights you are no doubt capable of.

Sometimes, the only way to evolve is to open ourselves fully.

It ain't life that left you no choice, its honor!

What makes him special? He has a mixture of physical talent and technical ability, as well as remarkable intelligence and above all a great passion for the game.

Children can feel, but they cannot analyse their feelings; and if the analysis is partially effected in thought, they know not how to express the result of the process in words.

A lot of people seem nice when you first meet them. Then later you find out that they are evil villains who plan to take over the world.

Where the people possess no authority, their rights obtain no respect.

As a friend of mine, herself a writer, says, 'People who spend the most meaningful hours of their lives in the exclusive company of imaginary people are apt to be a little strange'

Institutional United Methodism in America has given up on cities and given up on young people, so no surprise we are declining by nearly 100,000 annually.

We are workers, not master builders, ministers, not messiahs. We are prophets of a future not our own.

It is a great folly to be willing to violate the friendship of God, rather than the law of human friendship.