Nothing can make injustice just but mercy.

The sidelong glance is what you depend on.

Nature is always hinting at us. It hints over and over again. And suddenly we take the hint.

Being the boss anywhere is lonely. Being a female boss in a world of mostly men is especially so.

Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.

Don't ever take a fence down until you know why it was put up.

Don't be an agnostic. Be something.