You can look at the New York Times Bestseller List and you can be pretty sure that the writers on that list don't know each other very well.

Oh to have you with me, to have you here, not to be alone, but to be with you, my beauty, you of all souls! You.

I never lie," I said offhand. "At least not to those I don't love.

Ignore any loss of nerve, ignore any loss of self-confidence, ignore any doubt or confusion. Move on believing in love, in peace, and harmony, and in great accomplishment. Remember joy isn't a stranger to you. You are winning and you are strong. Love. Love first, love always, love forever.

For me, places have a tremendous impact. I fall in love with places. All of life seems different in different places.

I am an unwilling devil. I cry like some vagrant child. I want to go home.

What does all this mean finally, I kept asking like a college kid. Why does it make me want to cry? Maybe it’s that we are all outsiders, we are all making our own unusual way through a wilderness of normality that is just a myth.