It'd be cool if God gave everyone a Do Over Day and you could yell "Do Over!" and the day would start new.

Does she realize she looks like a sunflower, ready to rain sunlight on all who look down upon her?

But wishes are only granted in fairy tales.

Look at me, chica." When she does, I repeat, "Eres hermosa." "What does it mean?" "You're beautiful.

One of the things that makes me who I am is the loyalty I have to people I hold close to my heart.

I don't belong here. It doesn't matter, because even if I don't belong in this place, she's here and I want to be where she is.

You know about fixing cars, you're athletic, and you know when to shut up." "That last one isn't a skill." "Honey, trust me. It's a skill.

You’re dangerous,” he says. “Why?” “Because you make me believe in the impossible

being afraid to take chances is scarier than actually doing things that challenge you.

Expectations make people miserable, so whatever yours are, lower them. You'll definitely be happier.

You are the one girl that made me risk eveything for a future worth having.

Kindled the fire within you.

Life is a dream

On the way home Mary Lou said, "Some things are so sad you can't say them." But I pretended not to hear.

Justice must be blind to the hardness or softness of a man's hands, as well as to the leanness or fatness of his pocketbook

I want to be mayor, but I don’t need to be mayor. I’m not a career politician.

Libertarians are learning to their sorrow that big businessmen cannot necessarily be relied upon to be their allies in the battle against extension of governmental encroachments.

I am not by nature the kind of creator who is transgressive in order to be transgressive.

That is a secondary teacher conception - the writer as an observer.

You jump off a cliff and you assemble an airplane on the way down.

They erase my face with a layer of pale makeup and draw my features back out.