I knew that the moment I started worrying about whether or not I was good enough for the job, I wouldn't be able to do it.

Love. That was what she had that IT did not have.

You don't want him for a reason. You want him because he's your father.

Love isn't how you feel. It's what you do. I've never had a feeling in my life. As a matter of fact, I matter only with earth people.

We do learn and develop when we are exposed to those who are greater than we are. Perhaps this is the chief way we mature.

You've got to accept the fact that you are basically not teaching a subject, you are teaching children

It's a very American trait, this wanting people to think well of us. It's a young want, and I am ashamed of it in myself. I am not always a good daughter, even though my lacks are in areas different from her complaints. Haven't I learned yet that the desire to be perfect is always disastrous and, at the least, loses me in the mire of false guilt?