After you have finished a piece of work, the work is then none of your business. Go on and do something else.
The pillow smells like the sunlight, a precious smell.
And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
One heart is not connected to another through harmony alone. They are, instead, linked deeply through their wounds
The journey I'm taking is inside me. Just like blood travels down veins, what I'm seeing is my inner self and what seems threatening is just the echo of the fear in my heart.
Sometimes it's not the people who change, it's the mask that falls off.
No matter what form the relationship might take, he was the only person she could picture sharing her life with.
I think 'The Giver' is such a moral book, so filled with important truths, that I couldn't believe anyone would want to suppress it, to keep it from kids.
This kid deserves anything good that happens to him. He's such a good guy. He's just the nicest human being you want to meet.
Prayer can assume very different forms, from quiet, blessed contemplation of God, in which eye meets eye in restful meditation, to deep sighs or sudden exclamations of wonder, joy, gratitude or adoration.
Every time Donald Trump thinks things are not going in his direction, he claims whatever it is, is rigged against him.