I guess we'd be living in a boring, perfect world if everybody wished everybody else well.
Writing gives you the illusion of control, and then you realize it's just an illusion, that people are going to bring their own stuff into it.
Anything looked at closely becomes wonderful.
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
I feel very strongly that change is good because it stirs up the system.
Talk sense to a fool and he calls you foolish.
The undertaking of a new action brings new strength.