Inside each of us is a monster; inside each of us is a saint. The real question is which one we nurture the most, which one will smite the other.
In the wild, a mother elephant and her daughter will stay together until one or the other dies. But there is one exception: In a year when there are limited resources— a drought, say, or a herd that h...
I'm sorry. I love you, but it's an enormous conflict of interest.Her head snaps up, You love me?What? MY face is suddenly on fire. I never said that.You did. I heard it.I said I'd love to.No, Sage say...
I wondered what it would be like to not give a damn about what people thought of you.
I wonder if what makes a family a family isn't doing everything right all the time but, instead, giving a second chance to the people you love who do things wrong.
I wonder if the conversations you've never had with someone count, if you've been over them a thousand times in your mind.
I wonder if it's putting on someone else's skin for a while that she likes so much, or if it's the option of being able to send back a circumstance that just doesn't suit you.
I wanted him to feel what I felt when I was with him: that incredible combination of comfort, decadence, and wonder; the knowledge that, with just a single taste of him, I was addicted.
I think that when you live in a world with limits... when you've met everyone and seem everything you're going to see - you lose the hope that something extraordinary will happen in your life
I release Josef, who collapses to my feet, and confesses not just to all war crimes at Auschwitz but also for being responsible for the colossal mistakes New Coke and Sex and the City 2.
I realize i do believe in people. In their strength to help each other, and to thrive in spite of the odds. I believe that the extraordinary trumps the ordinary,any day. I believe that having somethin...
I love feeling loved. I don’t love knowing that I will always come in second place. I love the fact that at least sometimes when I am in my home, I’m not alone.I don’t love the fact that it’s not alwa...
I love feeling loved.I don't love knowing that I will always come in second place.I love the fact that at least sometimes when I am in my home, I'm not alone.I don't love the fact that it's not always...
I know better than most people that a criminal isn't always a thug in a black leather jacket with a big brand on his forehead to warn us away. Criminals sit next to us on the bus. They pack our grocer...
I imagine the touch of someone who loves you so much, he cannot bear to watch you sleep; and so you wake up with his hand on your heart.
I hog the covers, and my second toe is longer than my big one. My hair has its own zip code...You don't love someone because they're perfect...You love them in spite of the fact that they're not.
I can see myself now, she said. And I can see what I want to be, ten years from now. But I don't understand how I'm going to get from here to there.
How do you tell an adult that maybe everything wrong in the world stems from the fact that she's stopped believing the impossible can happen?
How can you ricochet from a moment where you are on top of the world to one where you are crawling at rock bottom
Home is not a place, but rather, the people you love