Watch for the people whose eyes light up when you talk about your dream. Those are the people you keep.

Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You must fight for it, strive for it, and insist upon it.

She followed the pleasure where it led. She had no weight, no name, no thoughts, no history. Then came a burst of phosphorescence, as though a firework had discharged behind her eyes, and it was over. She felt quiet and warm. For the first conscious moment of her life, her mind was free from wonder, free from worry, free from work or puzzlement. Then, from the middle of that marvelous furred stillness, a thought took shape, took hold, took over. I shall have to do this again.

Watch for the people whose eyes light up when you talk about your dream. Those are the people you keep.

But vegetarians can eat this...Because intestines aren't even meat, Liz. They're just sh$*.

Yet what keeps me from dissolving right now into a complete fairy-tale shimmer is this solid truth, a truth which has veritably built my bones over the last few years--I was not rescued by a prince; I was the administrator of my own rescue.

Until I can feel as ecstatic about having a baby as I felt about going to New Zealand to search for giant squid, I cannot have a baby.