That is the mysterious thing about tragedy- it often strikes at the happiest moment.

You search endlessly for permanent happiness in a world where nothing is permanent.

The most content people are those who expect nothing, who have ceased to dream.

In this world of gossip, a good listener is rarer than a great orator.

This problem - it is age old. To do what is right and save the day without destroying the very thing the day is lived for.

In that moment, there was no place for doubt. I was sitting with the supreme being. I had always sat beside her. She was inside of me.

Sleep is not on good terms with broken hearts. It will have nothing to do with them.