I don't want to go bald, I don't know what's coming up next.
Mrs. Lynde says, 'Blessed are they who expect nothing for they shall not be disappointed.
There are many worse friends than the soft, silent, furry, cat-folk.
A good laugh is as good as a prayer sometimes.
She wanted to be alone - to think things out - to adjust herself, if it were possible, to the new world in which she seemed to have been transplanted with a suddenness and completeness that left her half bewildered to her own identity.
She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.
It needs brains to be a real fool.
I'm partial to coffee shops, brain work, and poems on the page. I write after midnight. Sometimes, twisty syntax happens, and I surrender.
How could there be refining fires without our enduring some heat?
He reached for her and kissed her. It was all at once passionate, as if there was too much in him to contain. He was immediately swept up in it. It took no effort, the difference between swimming on your own and being washed away in a flood.