“She stood there until something fell off the shelf inside her.”

She was too busy feeling grief to dress like grief.

She had waited all her life for something, and it had killed her when it found her.

If you’re silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.

You heard me. You ain’t blind.

I have been in Sorrow’s kitchen and licked out all the pots. Then I have stood on the peaky mountain wrapped in rainbows, with a harp and a sword in my hands.

Tea Cake, the son of the Evening Sun, had to die for loving her.

Truth is a letter from courage!

Some people could look at a mud puddle and see an ocean with ships.

She had an inside and an outside now and suddenly she knew how not to mix them.

Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose.

An envious heart makes a treacherous ear.

Love is like the sea. It’s a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it’s different with every shore.

There is no single face in nature, because every eye that looks upon it, sees it from its own angle. So every man’s spice-box seasons his own food.

So she sat on the porch and watched the moon rise. Soon its amber fluid was drenching the earth, and quenching the thirst of the day.

Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board.

I don’t know any more about the future than you do. I hope that it will be full of work, because I have come to know by experience that work is the nearest thing to happiness that I can find. I want a busy life, a just mind and a timely death.

I’ve been busy making homes out of people When I should have been busy making a home out of me.

Time answers questions don’t ask just wait.

It’s a shallow world make no apologies for your depth.

And we find ourselves stuck somewhere between a daydream and reality.

You are so lovable but so hard to love.

How do I find my way back to myself? I’ve been away for so long.

It’s a loud deafening world and everyone just wants to be heard.

If you could choose to be anyone, would you still choose to be you?