Wonderland was all we had in common, after all; Wonderland was what was denied the two of us. I had denied him his; he had denied me mine.

When you write things down, they sometimes take you places you hadn't planned.

What very mysterious things days were. Sometimes they fly by, and other times they seem to last forever, yet they are all exactly twenty-four hours. There's quite a lot we don't know about them.

But oh my dear, I am tired of being Alice in Wonderland. Does it sound ungrateful? It is. Only I do get tired.

I see things beyond what other people see. I am always looking for hidden corners and closets of a life that I feel aren't explored either by the person who lived it or the people writing about it.

There is always so much talk about the sins of the fathers but it is the sins of the mothers that are the most difficult to avoid repeating.

Why, then, did I always feel as if his happiness was my responsibility? It wasn't fair for him to burden me with that. It had never been fair.

I suppose at some point, we all have to decide which memories - real or otherwise - to hold on to, and which ones to let go.

Why were there so many barriers between us, always? Barriers of clothing, of etiquette, of time and age and reason.

Unlike men, women got less sentimental as we aged, I was discovering.

Never would I allow my size to define me. Instead I would define it.

Whoever prefers the material comforts of life over intellectual wealth is like the owner of a palace who moves into the servants’ quarters and leaves the sumptuous rooms empty.

Innovation and renewal are required to keep a laboratory on the frontiers of science.

Repetition is the mother of pedagogy

I would love to be a role model.

Profound skepticism is favorable to conventions, because it doubts that the criticism of conventions is any truer than they are.

When you initiate romance in your marriage relationship, you communicate to your spouse that he or she is desirable to you.

Let's do what you fear most That from which you recoil But which still makes your eyes moist

When you can't have what you choose, you just choose what you have.

The here-and-now mountain is a tiny piece of a piece of straw blown off into emptiness.

I'll tell you, there's no goodies and baddies in the world, there's just people with intentions that sometimes clash.