If my life was a film, I’d have walked out by now.

There's just something beautiful about walking on snow that nobody else has walked on. It makes you believe you're special.

You think I don't know about wrong love, June? You think I don't understand embarrassing love?

Nothing had changed. I was the stupid one again. I was the girl who never understood who she was to people.

My mother gave me a disappointed look. Then I gave her one back. Mine was for everything, not just the sandwich.

I only need one good friend to see me through. Most people aren't like that. Most people are always looking out for more people to know.

I had no idea how greedy my heart really was.

Sometimes it feels good to take the long way home.

I need to figure out the secret. I need to work out how to keep things flying back to me instead of always flying away.

I stared hard, trying to find a pattern. Thinking if I kept looking hard enough, maybe the pieces of the world would fit back together into something I could understand.

I was in a place where nobody knew my heart even a little bit.

We are forever becoming! We never arrive, as long as we are on this side of Heaven there is more to learn.

Limiting beliefs are a virus of the mind. They decline your success and happiness.

I never get used to the faces--wide-eyed and full of possibility--staring bad at me.

I feel just fine about ignoring or bypassing the rights of people I have known and loved to be rendered faithfully, or to be left in peace, and out of novels.

If the essential core of the person is denied or suppressed, he gets sick sometimes in obvious ways, sometimes in subtle ways, sometimes immediately, sometimes later.

For people who live their lives in classical music the Three Tenors is a kind of benign tumor: unsightly but not life threatening.

Poverty must have many satisfactions, else there would not be so many poor people.

That outgrowth of arrogance comes at a price: some people don't like is. I take responsibility for that.

According to me [Sigmund ] Freud did not notice that the dream expresses the inner experiences in a symbolic form,resembling in that, poetry or other art forms.