Past and future were out of her hands. One was finished and couldn't be undone. The other was beyond imagining.

Leaving the group, he reclined on a couch, drank morosely, and watched people. He noticed the games they played with one another. They put on masks of civility, all while spewing their venom.

What does the body matter if the soul is dead?

I'd rather see your honest pain than a brave front.

Dwelling on the past only defeated her chances for changing the future.

The appeal was so often the same: Make me comfortable so I can go on doing whatever I want to do. They wanted sin without consequences.

Regret drives us to repentance, and repentance leads us to God.

Amo stare da sola : io, i miei libri e i miei pennelli, lontana dal resto della gente che trovo sempre inutile.

All behavior is governed by fields generating forms. Information folds into and out of the holomovement as a form of computational geometry.

There is joy in self-forgetfulness. So I try to make the light in others' eyes my sun, the music in others' ears my symphony, the smile on others' lips my happiness.

You know why Love Doesn't get Honest To you ?

Is there a rehab center for Coke drinkers? I drink six to eight cans a day.

If you want to sell 'em fish, sell 'em big fish. That's the secret to success.

I encourage everyone to become their dream. Most young people get sidetracked and never end up doing what they really set out to do.

We can walk together to change the status quo.

As a Southerner I would have to say that one of the main importances of the War is that Southerners have a sense of defeat which none of the rest of the country has.

She's got her God and she's got good wine, Aretha Franklin, and Patsy Cline.