Pray. Not just with your words, but with your actions.

If you opened the dictionary and searched for the meaning of a Goddess, you would find the reflection of a dancing lady.

wordslike mysterious mermaids come and live permanentlyin the soft sweepsand scars of my skin.

Fiction is like a spider’s web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners.

A single fleeting word has the power to make or break a person.

I could crawl inside the lyrics and know each note intimately. They would claw at my soul, until I could no longer fight the emotions that took me to a place I couldn’t experience. But,...

Reading literature is a way of reaching back to something bigger and older and different. It can give you the feeling that you belong to the past as well as the present, and it can...

Smartass Disciple: What were said for things before the time exist?Master of Stupidity: No words to be said by no man at no time at all.

True love isn’t expressed in passionately whispered words or in an intimate kiss or a embrace; before two people are married, love is expressed in self-control, patience, even words left unsaid.

But in reading great literature I become a thousand men and yet remain myself. Like the night sky in the Greek poem, I see with a myriad eyes, but it is still I who see…...

Rituals, anthropologists will tell us, are about transformation. The rituals we use for marriage, baptism or inaugurating a president are as elaborate as they are because we associate the ritual with a major life passage,...

We read in slow, long motions, as if drifting in space, weightless. We read full of prejudice, malignantly. We read generously, making excuses for the text, filling gaps, mending faults. And sometimes, when the stars...

That’s what careless words do. They make people love you a little less.

Words give inspiration, nothing more. You want redemption? The very thing you seek inspiration for? Fight for it like your life depended on it, because it always does.

Words embody power to inspire or motivate us, but it is only we who have power to open up to see and feel it.

It wasn’t what you said”, he told her.”It was how I felt when you said it”.

To write as if your life depended on it; to write across the chalkboard, putting up there in public the words you have dredged; sieved up in dreams, from behind screen memories, out of silence–...

Words are powerless when confronted by catastrophe; they’re pitiable, wretched, and easily distorted

I cannot decide whether it is an illness or a sin, the need to write things down and fix the flowing world in one rigid form. Bear believed writing dulled the spirit, stilled some holy...

Arrange your unutterable alphabet, my man, / and hold tight. / It’s all you’ve got, a naming of things, and not so beautiful.

Maybe I was praying for him then, in my own way. Does God have a set way of prayer, a way that He expects each of us to follow? I doubt it. I believe some...

Among the many worlds which man did not receive as a gift of nature, but which he created with his own mind, the world of books is the greatest. Every child, scrawling his first letters...

I am far from a perfect dad. And I always will be. But I’m a damn good dad, and my son will always feel bigger than anything life can throw at him. Why? Because I...

At times I feel as if I had lived all this before and that I have already written these very words, but I know it was not I: it was another woman, who kept her...

Love is one of those topics that plenty of people try to write about but not enough try to do.

I am not imposed upon by fine words; I can see what actions mean.

Our words have wings, but fly not where we would.

Positive words come from positive thoughts. It implies, when you open your mouth to talk for people to listen, you have opened your mind for them to read. Think positively; talk positively!

Drop a pebble in the water: just a splash, and it is gone;But there’s half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on, Spreading, spreading from the center, flowing on out to the sea. And there...

Life is so beautiful and so short that anything that makes me feel less than too much is nothing at all.

Which of us has not felt that the character we are reading in the printed page is more real than the person standing beside us?

Embrace all emotions: sadness, happiness, sorrow, hate, love, prejudice, fear; they are weapons against our greatest enemy: indifference.

PHOSPHORESCENCE. Now there’s a word to lift your hat to… to find that phosphorescence, that light within, that’s the genius behind poetry.

Words only make sense when someone who says them does.

But so often, before words can rise to the mind to imply the ineffable, the ineffable has effed off.

Two similar words might lead to two similar ideas. They might also lead to the basement, which I recently converted into a dungeon/torture chamber.

Certain words roll off the tongue like frozen balls of saliva. Words like sure, positive, and definite—you know, words that are certain.

We are all in Christ’s energy. We are all in the divine plan. We are all on the sacred journey, if you want to put it into some very spiritual words. And I like to...

Words aren’t made — they grow,’ said Anne.

My only defense is the acquisition of vocabulary.

Most of my recognition comes from us winning that championship. The words may not come out – ‘Super Bowl III’ – because a lot of the folks at the grocery store, gas station or mall...

More sailors have drowned in words than in the sea.

There is more to writing than playing with words.

He could see plainly that she was not herself. That is, he could not see that she was becoming herself […].

However, at fourteen years old, she didn’t understand that all those terrible troubles the heroines in her books went through in real life hurt.That the words were just words on a page, but in real...

Emotions, in my experience, aren’t covered by single words.I don’t believe in “sadness”, “joy”, or “regret”.Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that is oversimplifies feeling. I’d like to have at my...

I love the writers of my thousand books. It pleases me to think how astonished old Homer, whoever he was, would be to find his epics on the shelf of such an unimaginable being as...

I know now that the poem in my head, the one that pushed me to the page, begged me – or dared me to be born is almost never the poem that comes out. I...

And on the days I couldn’t breathe, I learned to paint air.

A book is an arrangement of twenty-six phonetic symbols, ten numerals, and about eight punctuation marks, and people can cast their eyes over these and envision the eruption of Mount Vesuvius or the Battle of...