Most nights, someone ends up in our bed. The kids do knock before entering. We've at least got that part down because mommy and daddy need some space.

The sun doesn't lose its beauty when covered by the clouds. The same way your beauty doesn't fade when being covered by Hijab

Different is good. When someone tells you that you are different, smile and hold your head up and be proud.

Every day we choose who we are by how we define ourselves.

Where ever I am I always find myself looking out the window wishing I was somewhere else.

I've realized that being happy is a choice.

I love to put on lotion. Sometimes I'll watch TV and go into a lotion trance for an hour. I try to find brands that don't taste bad in case anyone wants to taste me.

I know my children will never have to say, 'Mom died of ovarian cancer.'

If I make a fool of myself, who cares? I'm not frightened by anyone's perception of me.

I'm odd looking. Sometimes I think I look like a funny muppet.

I've been reckless, but I'm not a rebel without a cause.

I find I am constantly being encouraged to pluck out some one aspect of myself and present this as the meaningful whole, eclipsing or denying the other parts of self.

With all due respect, the Mona Lisa is overrated.

I gave thee what could not be heard What had not been given before The beat of my heart I gave !

Who knows whether in retirement I shall be tempted to the last infirmity of mundane minds, which is to write a book.

God is a being of transcendent and unlimited perfections: his nature therefore is incomprehensible to finite spirits.

It may be relatively mild when expressed as criticism, anger, or feelings of severe frustration. Criticism has a negative influence on the feelings of love for and interest in one's spouse.

When food becomes the enemy, every time we lose the fight we not only gain weight, but lose our self-esteem as well.

I grew up always wanting to be a dancer and when I went to New York, I fell in love with the idea of performing in all ways.

I hoped Lissa remained the only one with a surprise sibling.

Secret families are really the bedrock issue of Western literature.