More.
The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time.
My father, [was] a mid-level phonecompany manager who treated my mother at best like an incompetent employee. At worst? He never beat her, but his pure, inarticulate fury would fill the house for days...
When efforts that are wisely executed, the situation and condition don't affect the performance.
Dreams become regrets when left in the mind, never planted in the soil of action.
It's so hard to find the place somewhere in the middle of the best and worst I've felt.
Just as a cautious businessman avoids investing all his capital in one concern, so wisdom would probably admonish us also not to anticipate all our happiness from one quarter alone.
This earth is His, to Him belong those vast and boundless skies;Both seas within Him rest, and yet in that small pool He lies.
I used to be a cool chick but I'm not anymore.
How simple a thing it seems to me that to know ourselves as we are, we must know our mothers names.
How is it possible that suffering that is neither my own nor of my concern should immediately affect me as though it were my own, and with such force that is moves me to action?