If you throw me out of this house, I shall sleep on the path outside. If you return to the Continent without me, I shall follow you. I will build a willow hut at your gate; I will sleep under your window; I will be waiting for you at your own front door.

I have come to the conclusion that silence and time are the most precious commodities.

Here, drink your liqueur," Henry said, tossing back her drink. "I carry it with me everywhere because it's the only kind of drink that Leo doesn't like, so there's a chance I'll still have some tomorrow.

I never did learn how to live in the moment, but I did learn that moments could be wasted and the world would continue to spin on its axis.

Yes Leopold," Eleanor said in a low, mocking voice. "Do start to shine, please. I think I saw the rising, but I definitely missed the shining.

Shame can kill the imagination. It's hard to keep writing in the face of cultural derision.

Let go of the anger, hang on to the good lessons.