Isn't it queer that the things we writhe over at night are seldom wicked things? Just humiliating ones.

Gilbert, I'm afraid I'm scandalously in love with you.

But I believe I rather like superstitious people. They lend color to life. Wouldn't it be a rather drab world if everybody was wise and sensible . . . and good? What would we find to talk about?

Good night, belovedest. Your sleep will be sweet if there is any influences in the wishes of your own.

…there was something about her that made you feel it was safe to tell her secrets.

She suddenly found herself laughing without bitterness.

I hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me…

Don't be ridiculous, please.'The most insulting words in the world!

We always hate people who surprise our secrets…

Why should one hate you when you were so small? Could you be worth hating?

…hate's got to be a disease with me.

The spiritual is slave to righteousness in Christ Jesus.

Never trust a person whose smile doesn't reach their eyes, chances are they do similar thing when they "cry" - Just be sure you have that OSCAR ready next time they do this

I fail to see how turning the subject over like compost can do anything except raise its stink.

Watch your thoughts-listen to them because they shape your life and evolve into words. They tell a story about you and how you perceive your life.

I was a teacher once.

The human spirit is indomitable, unless your talking specifically about the people I know.

I have a fantastic mirror, who ever looks into it feels lot more younger while every other lot more older.

For me, books have always been a way to feel less alone while being alone.

I still have nightmares about holding German sausages over my head.

My focus is not on any one particular election or any one particular candidate. My focus is on the issues and policy that will make a difference expanding opportunity.