My face is not that expressive!

There is darkness in light, there is pain in joy, and there are thorns on the rose.

Everything is fine and bright. Day must follow every night. My power keeps me safe from harm. The Goddess holds me in her arms.

The Goddess teaches us that every ending is also a beginning. May there be rebirth from this death.

Men are natural warriors, but a woman in battle is truly bloodthirsty

No matter how dark you are, no matter what you think your heritage is or how inevitable your fall is, you can always make a choice in the next second to be different.

Women are impossible, witches are worse, and women who are powerful witches are going to be the death of me.

But I also meant that loving someone really opening your heart to them is just asking to have your heart smashed and handed back to you in little pieces.

Fire is a fragile lover, court her well, neglect her not; her faith is like a misty smoke, her anger is destructive hot.

I should have known the power-hungry slave drivers at River's Edge would see my five days of freedom only as a challenge to be filled.

I held a nail in place and slammed it with the hammer. Best. Chore. Ever.

Knowledge of the Holy Scriptures help us to build a strong trust in the truth of God.

Im off to race around the world - a race against time and two men. I know I can beat time. I hope I can beat the men.

It was magic, I felt the bond between us. She was a jelly to my peanuts, Mars to Venus, The Earth to my sun, moon and stars, We added up mathematically... It's like I had a bad habit, B!

Everybody in New York City knows there's way more cars than parking spaces. You see cars driving in New York all hours of the night. Its like musical chairs except everybody sat down around 1964.

To know anything well involves a profound sensation of ignorance.

Man, wretched man, whene'er he stoops to sin, Feels, with the act, a strong remorse within.

I've just had some bad news. Tomorrow is the mother in law's funeral. And she's cancelled it.

We will unearth the talent from every part of India and give them a platform to make it big.

Now there is fame! Of all - hunger, misery, the incomprehension by the public - fame is by far the worst. It is the castigation of God by the artist. It is sad. It is true.

If the mother can't break the attachment, they say that the baby can't leave this world. For him to be happy in a good place you must send the child that you must send... and you must live.