Everyone needs fudge, Hildy. It's how God helps us cope.

If you worry about every little thing you're going to have one thoroughly miserable life.

You don't understand how much light you have until the lights go out.

it's a complete rush to get what you've been hoping for - to get it so full and complete that it fills your senses.

My grandma always said that God made libraries so that people didn't have any excuse to be stupid.

Almost. It’s a big word for me. I feel it everywhere. Almost home. Almost happy. Almost changed. Almost, but not quite. Not yet. Soon, maybe. I’m hoping hard for that.

You've got to love yourself with all your short comings, and you've got to love the world no matter how bad it gets.