The bravest thing I ever did was leave there. The next bravest thing I did was come back, to make myself heard.

The trees were friendly, they gave me rest and shadowed refuge. Slipping through them, I felt safe and competent. My whole body was occupied. I had little energy to think or worry.

Beneath hot sun, desert roses bloomed. Under cold moon, I still refused to.

Water was liquid silver, water was gold. It was clarity—a sacred thing. Drinking was no longer something to take for granted. I’d never needed to consider water before.

There was so little I wanted to carry. Packing my backpack took me all of four minutes

I’d believed I needed to be steady in myself before I could function with others—but surviving alone no longer felt like a good way either.

I realized that the most empowering important thing was actually simply taking care of myself.

I was promising myself strength.I had to write it, say it, make the effort and fake it before I actually believed I could do it.

I was the director of my life, it was already true, and I would soon lead myself to my dreamed-of destinations.It was the task of my one thousand miles of solitude.

I no longer needed to peel myself of my skin, or to hide. To Dash the colorless ephemeral things that existed just beneath my surface were as vivid as the beauty marks he traced on my cheek.

The way to self-love and admiration is to behave like someone whom you love and admire.

My life is an adventure." she said, growing confident as she opened her eyes again. "I will not be shackled to this satellite anymore.

What we need and what we want is to moralize politics, not to politicize morals.

If you search and search and stop searching, then ultimately you'll find what you need. It is the experience of living.

I went into the Air Corps from 1943 through 1945.

Press coverage has been difficult for him. I did not set out to ensnare him with a child.

In violence, we forget who we are

The average consumer does not know the difference between browser, Internet and search box.

I enjoy the art, and I enjoy drawing. I think my printing to this day looks like the printing right out of a comic book.

Oh, hasten not this loving act, Rapture where self and not-self meet: My life has been the awaiting you, Your footfall was my own heart's beat.

Intellectual understanding does not always bring visceral belief.