Tomorrow is an illusion suggesting that another chance always exists. It is a dangerously false illusion.

It’s too bad we’re not all teddy bears. More stuffing would only make us cuter and cuddlier.

Dress yourself in the silks of benevolence because kindness makes you beautiful.

You can’t argue with insanity. You can stare at it, gaping and incredulous, but arguing with it is futile.

Oh, mightiest wind,wilt thou cease thy breathing inand hold thy exhales?

You will realize one day that all the money in the world cannot buy you happiness. Nor can it make you a person of good character. 

You can capture this body of mine, take away my freedom and enslave me. You may even have the power to capture my soul and sentence me to the realm of eternal darkness. But my...

If you love something, you find a way to have it in your life. Opposers may take away your means and tools, but you simply turn to crude replacements, fashioning them from scraps if necessary....

The Devil’s RoseYou would never take a rose from a beast. If his callous hand were to hold out a scarlet flower, his grip unaffected by pricking thorns, you would shrink from the gift and...

Oh. How very clever.”The comparison had left her both impressed and flattered.

It’s amusing to me that we refer to people who live in their heads as detached, disturbed, or mad, when reality for anyone is actually a matter of the individual’s state of mind. The mad...

Four-letter words have always offended me. I cringe at hearing them. Can’t, don’t, and won’t are the worst.

Artistry exists in everyone. What makes it blossom is a soul’s personal desire to find an outlet for expression.

If your best friend truly is the person who knows you completely and loves you anyway, wouldn’t that be your mother?

In an unfathomable expanse of universe supporting galaxies of star systems with orbiting planets innumerable, I am nothing. And yet to the few bodies encircling my tiny little spot in the world, I am essential.

The key to success is having no qualms about failure.

Lying is wrong. When you tell a lie for the sake of sparing someone’s feelings it is not suddenly right, but it is compassionate. And is not compassion a form of love? Love—the greatest of...

Kindness is my weapon of choice. My second is a Semmian dagger.

Trying again is okay. Trying again and again and again is okay. It’s sort of an infinite thing because the alternative is failure, and that’s not okay.

Are you what others say and think you are? Or are you who you are regardless of what others say and think?

A daydreamer is a writer just waiting for pen and paper.

How does knowing ‘things could be worse’ than what I already deem is awful make me feel any better? You mean I could sink even lower? Oh joy!

Compliments land assoft and gentle on my earsas a butterfly.

It’s okay to be absurd, ridiculous, and downright irrational at times; silliness is sweet syrup that helps us swallow the bitter pills of life.

I’m a sucker for curiosity’s whims.Does that make me a cat person?

If the world appears abundant in smiles or overwhelmed by scowls, you might ask yourself if you’re not to blame.

Kisses are a means to plant on another’s lips a smile glossed with happiness.

Just resign yourself to the fact that you’re going to be miserable so you can finally be happy. (It’s a sound theory if you think about it hard enough.)

To fight discouragement, remind yourself of the basics: I can write.I have the opportunity to do so. I love what I write. Now smile and be thankful.

There are people who are never content, never appeased, forever dissatisfied—who continually look to what escapes them, convincing themselves that if only they could attain that one desire outside of reach they would be happy....

Faith to me is trusting in every evidence that something is―that it is possible, that it is significant, that it is real.

I wish everyone had someone who never popped their balloons.

Dreams aren’t finish lines to be reached at the close of a race. They don’t suddenly materialize, fulfilled, where the road ends. The entire journey is included in the dream―all of it from beginning to...

You will find there are times you must grasp your life with both hands and forcefully steer it in a new direction and then strain to hold your course until the storms of fear, weakness,...

It is a sweet thing to have a husband love you, but it is a far sweeter thing when his actions convince your heart, and his words persuade your soul.

Never give up.This applies to more than goals and dreams, it is a maxim for basic daily struggles. It shapes one’s life, including the will to continue to live. It supports love and committed relationships;...

A moment of torture feels like an eternity, while an eternity of joy passes in a moment. Perhaps time is naught but an illusion.

As ofttimes as it rains on my little spot of earth, you’d think I’d grow accustomed to the gloom.

Dear God,I hurt. Please hold me.Amen

Forgive and forget is the divine ideal. Grappling with the hurt while biting your tongue and struggling to refuse justifiable vengeance―that’s closer to human reality.

Remember this—the journey is part of the dream. Whatever it is you’re chasing, so long as you are actively moving in the right direction, the dream is coming true.

I could really use someone else’s smile today.

When you tend to another’s dying embers, you find both warmth and an increase in the glow of your own fire.

To most, being locked away in solitary with nothing but pen and paper would prove a hard punishment. What a strange creature who views this as heaven.

People will insist on building high and wide barriers directly in your path, often with the intent of closing you in. If you treat these obstacles like fencing walls, they will prove mightily so. I...

When you do fall in love with me, Eena, I don’t want it to be because I gave into your demands, but because your heart gave into its desire to truly be loved.” With an...

If you’d just learn to do as I say from the beginning, I wouldn’t have to follow up your errors with reproving smirks and repeated ‘I told you so’s’.

Sometimes ideas flow from my mind in a raging river of stringed sentences; I can scarcely scribble on the page fast enough to keep up with the mental current. Sometimes, however, beavers move in and...

Life requires us to do things anyway, despite what sort of fear or monster or tragedy or suffering lurks behind that anyway.

I love when the sun plays hide-n-seek for a few days because its invisibility often goes unnoticed. The world seems content that its presence behind the clouds is enough. But as soon as that brilliant...