“The meaning I picked, the one that changed my life: Overcome fear, behold wonder.”

I gave my life to become the person I am right now. Was it worth it?

Look with your understanding, find out what you already know, and you’ll see the way to fly.

If you love someone, set them free. If they come back they’re yours; if they don’t they never were.

The questions are diamonds you hold in the light.

Being true to anyone else or anything else is not only impossible, but the mark of a fake messiah.

You teach best what you most need to learn.

In order to win, you must expect to win.

If you will practice being fictional for a while, you will understand that fictional characters are sometimes more real than people with bodies and heartbeats.

Kindle Singles is publishing on skates. It prints like lightning; our book meets readers in hours.

Ask yourself the secret of your success. Listen to your answer, and practice it.

I’ve spent so many years waiting for publishers to consider whether they wanted to print a book of mine, making contracts, taking months to fit it into the Fall list or the Spring list, fitting it into an advertising plan.

Bad things are not the worst things that can happen to us. Nothing is the worst thing that can happen to us!

True love stories never have endings.

Get this in mind early: We never grow up.

I want to be very close to someone I respect and admire and have somebody who feels the same way about me.

If it’s never our fault, we can’t take responsibility for it. If we can’t take responsibility for it, we’ll always be its victim.

I would not be beholden to a tyrant, for his acts of tyranny.

All we behold is miracle.

Behold, my love, behold all that I simultaneously do: scandal, seduction, bad example, incest, adultery, sodomy!

Enveloped in a common mist, we seem to walk in clearness ourselves, and behold only the mist that enshrouds others.

Behold, directly overhead, a certain strange star was suddenly seen . . . Amazed, and as if astonished and stupified, I stood still

No man beholds his mother’s womb Yet who denies it’s there? Coiled To the navel of the world is that Endless cord that links us all To the great Origin. If I lose my way. The trailing cord will bring me to the roots.

The soul that beholds beauty becomes beautiful.

Look up into His lovely face and as you behold Him,