Love is a fire/It burns everyone/It disfigures everyone/It is the world's excuse for being ugly.

There is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in.

We are not mad. We are human.We want to love, and someone must forgive us for the paths we take to love, for the paths are many and dark, and we are ardent and cruel in our journey.

I don't consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin.

I greet you from the other side of sorrow and despair, with a love so vast and shattered it will reach you everywhere.

I wish I could say everything in one word. I hate all the things that can happen between the beginning of a sentence and the end.

We are so lightly here. It is in love that we are made. In love we disappear.

May you be surrounded by friends and family, and if this is not your lot, may the blessings find you in your solitude.

We are so small between the stars, so large against the sky.

You live your life as if it's real.......a thousand kisses deep

Reality is one of the possibilities I cannot afford to ignore

Get in the habit of relentlessly putting in your best before you ask God to finish the rest for you.

Sales of George Orwell's 1984 have skyrocketed. It's true. So the fallout from the (NSA spying) scandal is worse than we thought. It's forcing Americans to read.

Making up characters and places and plots, unlike fixing your plumbing or doing dishes, is anything but practical or rational. I write what needs to be written the way that seems genuinely right.

Let not him that feares feathers come among wild-foule.

The power of an attitude is amazing

Ilene Weiss and I went to Girls High together.

There's often more than one correct thing. There's often more than one right thing. There's often more than one obvious thing.

Death does not allow us to postpone all the things we can experience now.

My dad always played Anne Murray in the car on the way to the dump when I was a kid.

I was raised to want to work for a living. The idea of just sitting around or going shopping every day appalls me.