I don't want to live in the kind of world where we don't look out for each other. Not just the people that are close to us, but anybody who needs a helping hand. I cant change the way anybody else thinks, or what they choose to do, but I can do my bit.

You walk around with a negative attitude and you're just naturally going to bring trouble and hard times down on yourself.

Why did men worship in churches, locking themselves away in the dark, when the world lay beyond its doors in all its real glory?

Every time we fix something that broken, whether it's a car engine or a broken heart, that an act of magic. And what makes it magic is that we choose to create or help, just as we can choose to harm.

Magic lies in between things, between the day and the night, between yellow and blue, between any two things.

The stronger a woman gets, the more insecure the men in her life feel. It doesn’t work that way for a woman. We celebrate strength--in our partners as well as in ourselves.

As far as I'm concerned, the only difference between fact and what most people call fiction is about fifteen pages in the dictionary.