It would be a terrible mistake to go through life thinking that people are the sum total of what you see.

I’m living in separate universes, and I have no idea where I actually belong.

I loved her for so long. Our past trails behind us like a comet's tail, the future stretched out before us like the universe. Things happen. People get lost and love breaks.

I may not be old but I’m too old to have this much nothing

Everyone always wants to know how you can tell when it's true love, and the answer is this: when the pain doesn't fade and the scars don't heal, and it's too damned late.

Sometimes it’s heartbreaking to see your siblings as the people they’ve become. Maybe that’s why we all stay away from each other as a matter of course.

I blame Hollywood for skewing perspectives. Life is just a big romantic comedy to them, and if you meet cute, happily ever-after is a forgone conclusion.

Even under the best of circumstances, there's just something so damn tragic about growing up.

You lost your wife, Douglas. My heartbreaks for you, it really does. But I lose my husband every day, all over again. And I don’t even get to mourn.

I've never been shot, but this probably what it feels like, that second of nothingness right before the pain catches up to the bullet.

Pity, I've learned, is like a fart. You can tolerate your own, but you simply can't stand anyone else's.

These days when Christians bicker they exaggerate passion into a legalistic belief and prosperity into a lukewarm belief.

To draw something is to try to capture it FOREVER, if you really love something, you never try to keep it the way it is forever. You have to let it be free to change

You are a gold mine of potential power. You have to dig to find it and make it real.

Terrorism is like jujitsu: The small players win if they make the large player use his strength against himself.

Every mind is a room packed with archaic furniture.

I would like to spend the rest of my days in a place so silent–and working at a pace so slow–that I would be able to hear myself living.

The cost of praising someone is nil - but every psychological study shows the payoff is huge.

Whether we think of, or speak to, God, whether we act or suffer for him, all is prayer, when we have no other object than his love, and the desire of pleasing him.

There's certainly a portion of my brain that is always tuned to making wry observations about the world, but that portion of my brain was alive and well before Twitter.

An economy growing at 7 percent per year, can and must find the resources to improve the lives of its millions of poor.