I don’t think we should ever try to meet again; there’s such freedom in that. Instead, let our words continue to meet. (See next postcard.)
How simple a thing it seems to me that to know ourselves as we are, we must know our mothers names.
Every corner and room of a house will carry memories, make these the most pleasurable times you shared with your family.
It is best to rise from life as from a banquet, neither thirsty nor drunken.
We've made our decisions, We've taken our choices, What's left, is only a hand-full of emotions.
Forgiveness requires a sense that bad behaviour is a sign of suffering rather than malice.
Beware ! Heart is too small to feel happy but soul is too big to take glory
The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance.
If you caress me one more time, you will melt the butter on my toast.
Now, 75 years [after ], in an abundant society where people have laptops, cell phones, iPods, and minds like empty rooms, I still plod along with books.
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...