Love spills out of these people. That's what I want. Settling for anything less is a lie.

How can I not believe that there is a God who exists and loves, when the people before me are infused with that love and pour it out daily?

The day we forget the horror, Sam, we will repeat it. Never forget your past. It will make you less human, less than human.

Honesty is easier when you have no face and no real name. And honesty, for me, is very easy on paper.

We didn't talk much, and the silence hung like a silk curtain, light and lovely.

He reminds me of a comfortable sweater that you pull on, knowing it will keep you warm every time.

Maybe that's what love is—sacrificing yourself to save another, taking the insult or taking the hit.

Withdraw, like a turtle, into a hard yet harmless shell, ornamented with beautiful memories of the past.from the book 'I Know Who You Are!

It is the nature of all greatness not to be exact.

I wanted to protect the songs. I wanted to make sure I could write freely and not be self-conscious about it.

Childhood should be carefree, playing in the sun; not living a nightmare in the darkness of the soul.

His response was remarkable for its irrelevance, if for nothing else.

You get all excited to give her the ring, and it's real emotional, and you give it to her, and she cries. And a second later, you're like, 'Damn, I could have had a car.'

As long as her hands can move a little bit and reach out to those who come to Her, Amma will continue giving darshan.

It is not necessary to meet your guru on the physical plane. The guru is not external.

I've lived next door to people all my life. I don't know how cute they think I am.

And if the professional rapist is to be separated from the average dominant heterosexual (male), it may be mainly a quantitative difference.