There was a language in the world that everyone understood, a language the boy had used throughout the time that he was trying to improve things at the shop. It was the language of enthusiasm, of things accomplished with love and purpose, and as part of a search for something believed in and desired.

Love creates bridges where it would seem they were impossible.

I write from my soul. This is the reason that critics don't hurt me, because it is me. If it was not me, if I was pretending to be someone else, then this could unbalance my world, but I know who I am.

Do you know what gives a woman most pleasure within marriage? 'Sex'? ..No, making food. Watching her man eat

JOY goes against the foundations of mathematics: it multiplies when we divide.

Life is not about good answers, it is about interesting questions.

Things do not always happen the way I would have wanted, and it's best that I get used to that.