You can never tell what people have inside them until you start taking it away, one hope at a time

Sometimes we love with nothing more than hope. Sometimes we cry with everything except tears.

Luck is what happens to you when fate gets tired of waiting

Love is the passionate search for a truth other than your own; and once you feel it, honestly and completely, love is forever.

The truth is that, no matter what kind of game you find yourself in, no matter how good or bad the luck, you can change your life completely with a single thought or a single act of love

There are no mistakes. Only new paths to explore.

If fate doesn't make you laugh, you just don't get the joke.

We have a saying in Marseilles: a man in no hurry gets nowhere fast. I have been in no hurry for eight years.

The real trick in life is to want nothing, and to succeed in getting it. - Karla

The choice you make, between hating and forgiving, can become the story of your life.

Love is the opposite of power. That's why we fear it so much.

Awareness is the novelty of our youth

She was thinking of his mouth on hers. Which seemed only fair since he’d given a lot of thought to the same thing.“’Night, ” she whispered.“Night, ” he whispered back.And yet neither of them moved.

The best way to defeat yourself is by challenging your obstacles

Money and success don't change people they merely amplify what is already there.

I have enjoyed the years enormously in Cleveland and especially in Baltimore

I cannot wait for all the mistakes we have yet to make

I grew up in a musical family; the majority of my growing up was done in Hawaii. It's what we do. You sing, you dance, you play ukulele and you drink.

When you could be sloppy, you're not. When you could be indulgent, you're not. When you could be sad, you laugh instead. If you fall down, you pick yourself up again and again and again.

A miracle that can never be: your face, your hands, pledged to me.

Complacencies of the peignoir, and late Coffee and oranges in a sunny chair. And the green freedom of a cockatoo Upon a rug mingle to dissipate The holy hush of ancient sacrifice