She thought she brought a gift of compassion for those exhausted souls who had not received a chest portion from the people who raised them. If compassion and therapy did not work, she could always send her patients to the local pharmacy for drugs.

When men talk about the agony of being men, they can never quite get away from the recurrent theme of self-pity. And when women talk about being women, they can never quite get away from the recurrent theme of blaming men.

I had come to a place where I was meant to be. I don't mean anything so prosaic as a sense of coming home. This was different, very different. It was like arriving at a place much safer than home.

Some things don’t mix. Some things don’t mix at all, but sometimes in life you have to take the risk.

I think I learned about the relationship between books and life from Margaret Mitchell.

Without music, life is a journey through a desert.

Music could ache and hurt, that beautiful music was a place a suffering man could hide.