Left alone, human beings are a plague. They multiply relentlessly, consuming every resource, destroying everything they touch.

At least one thing was consistent about her life: It just kept on getting more complicated.

And the worst thing was, there were no mirrors out there in the wild, so the princess was left wondering whether she in fact was still beautiful... or if the fall had changed the story completely.

With everything so perfect, reality seemed somehow fragile, as if the slightest interruption could imperil her pretty future... all of it felt as tenuous as a soap bubble, shivering and empty.

...humanity is a disease, a cancer on the body of the world.

A milli-Helen is enough beauty to launch exactly one ship

Cause and effect are rarely directly related. Justice has a mind of her own.

This is not one of your fictions where people bleed ink.

Fight all your battles on your knees and you win every time.

Canonization in modern times is a very, almost scientific process.

We will be in tune with our bodies only if we truly love and honor them. We can't be in good communication with the enemy.

Marriage is a civic matter. It is really not, together with all its circumstances, the business of the church.

Beautiful, Glorious Scotland, has spoilt me for every other country.

Is it fair your life burns so short and bright? Death had asked. "No such thing as fair," Frank told himself. "If I'm going to burn, it might as well be bright.

Marriage is the wastebasket for human emotions.

When I first got to Nashville, somebody said that [Kris Kristofferson and I] were the only two people who could describe Dolly Parton without using their hands.