Like everything else, Fletcher. Practice.

Languages are fluffy big pillows stuffed between nations - what others say is muffled and nearly lost in them, and when we speak their grammar we get feathers in our mouth. It's worth it. What pleasure to phrase an idea, even in child's words, slowly, and sail it across the gulf in another language to a different-speaking human being!

We don't have rights until we claim them.

A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we're pretending to be. Each unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong around us, with that one person we're safe in our own paradise.

Listen,' he said. 'It's important. We are all. Free. To do. Whatever. We want. To do.

Learning is finding out what you already know.

Overcome space, and all we have left is Here. Overcome time, and all we have left is Now.