Before he fell asleep, Molière’s words came to him, strangely comforting: Unbroken happiness is a bore; it should have ups and downs.
Your personal truth is your gift to the world.
The power to proclaim the greatest news in heaven or on earth was not given to the angels. It was given to redeemed men . . . Every Christian is to be a witness
Love is an awfully personal thing for most of us, so why isn't hate?
Isn't it strange how wise counsel can cool the hottest head? He made sense but my heart screamed protest.
I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girl...
It was an emergency!" Seth blurted. "Read my lips - emergency reading - not some demented idea of fun. If I was starving, I would eat asparagus. If somebody held a gun to my head, I would watch a soap...
One can talk good and shower down roses, but it's the receiver that has to walk through the thorns, and all its false expectations.
The nights were mainly made for saying things you can't say tomorrow day.
Is that you giggling away to glory?Or is that just the flowers mingling with the bees and telling their story?
I am all that hath been, and is, and shall be; and my veil no mortal has hitherto raised.