The Angel of Death had sworn retribution, and she wasn’t going to stop until she’d killed them all.

He was the one for her. She somehow knew that no one could make her feel the way did. Not if she lived for another hundred years.

She was floating in the midst of a black sea, in the darkest of nights, with no hope or care to see light again. She was a mere wave away from drowning in blackness.

This was different, spontaneous, unrestricted. This was what dancing was supposed to feel like - like freedom.

Love doesn't have to be perfect, but it needs to be true.

Often people that criticise your life are usually the same people that don't know the price you paid to get where you are today. True friends see the full picture of your soul.

What do I sing, and what does my tambourine sing?

We must bring back dignity to hard work.

There are places one comes home to that one has never been to.

People begin to write in order to create what they have not found and, a little bit, to give something back.

I had concluded when I was the prosecutor that I would vote against the death penalty if I were in the legislature but that I could ask for it when I was satisfied as to guilt.

It's so hard to keep everything balanced in life.

The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.

I have a tendency, after a play of mine is produced, to look back on it disparagingly, seeing only its faults; before production, I see only its virtues.