I got well by talking. Death could not get a word in edgewise grew discouraged and traveled on.

What happens when you let an unsatisfactory present go on long enough? It becomes your entire history.

Things which do not grow and change are dead things.

When women age into their power, no wind can upset them, no hand turn aside their knowledge, no fact can deflect their point of view.

We do know that no one gets wise enough to really understand the heart of another, though it is the task of our life to try.

Our songs travel the earth. We sing to one another. Not a single note is ever lost and no song is original. They all come from the same place and go back to a time when only the stones howled.

You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart.

When we are young, the words are scattered all around us. As they are assembled by experience, so also are we, sentence by sentence, until the story takes shape.

some people meet the way the sky meets the earth, inevitably, and there is no stopping or holding back their love. It exists in a finished world, beyond the reach of common sense.

Of course, English is a very powerful language, a colonizer's language and a gift to a writer. English has destroyed and sucked up the languages of other cultures - its cruelty is its vitality.

Love won't be tampered with, love won't go away. Push it to one side and it creeps to the other.

Hijo de tigre, no siempre sale pintado. Siempre ahi esa excepción.

Those who lack courage, can’t be kind for kindness is a state of courage.

Maybe you’re not breaking down.Maybe you’re breaking through.

As jealousy entered, trust left... and their dream of a relationship began to wither into a nightmare... a nightmare in which love just wasn't enough.

Christmas is always the most fun. I start looking forward to Christmas before it's even summertime.

The ideas and principles of democracy should not be limited to politics, but must pervade all areas of social life.

do u ever think, when ur all alone, all tht we could be, where this can go, am i crazy, or falling in love?

Art sometimes is as simple as nothing, and other times as mysterious as nature or a woman.

There is nothing so absurd that some philosopher has not already said it.

We are only alone when we abandon ourselves.