Preoccupied with a single leaf you won't see the tree.

They were perfectly suited. They would speak of books the livelong day and night and bore everyone else but themselves to distraction.

As is the curse of Humanity. We constantly rediscover the old and sing platitudes of its newness.

Then I’ll have more fun searching in vain then marrying one of the wrong sort.

It all takes time and lessons and places, but I’m learning to listen to my restless heart, telling me to “go, go, go!

This world can be quite wonderful once you let yourself be a part of it. It’s on your side, you know?

I don’t want to be a critic of the world. I want to encourage it.

After all, I wasn’t even sure if the ancient causes belonged to me in the first place because being born into a belief tended to make me feel more like I belonged to it instead.

No story is worth telling without the twists and turns. Make them count instead.

Where would the end be? Will the idea—the definition—of perfection stay the same? No. Perfection is too fickle. It’s in our nature to never be satisfied. We always think we can do more.

You must make love to him like his touch is your salvation.

I don't want to do romantic roles where I have to lip sync to a song. A role that explores romance on a new level would suit me.

Chinese don't really believe in markets. They like stability, they like control.

I can't do everything, but that won't stop me from doing the little I can do.

Time destroyed Is suicide, where more than blood is spilt.

In practice, I run every play like I'm scoring a touchdown.

There are no dark sinister reasons for my resignation.

After all, a bank without assets is hardly a bank at all.

Every constitution written since the end of World War II includes a provision that men and women are citizens of equal stature. Ours does not.

Harley-Davidson," she said. "Sweet.

Light, seeking light, doth light of light beguile