You will come to know things that can only be known with the wisdom of age and the grace of years. Most of those things will have to do with forgiveness.
You don't have to justify your education by demonstrating its financial rewards. Anyone who expects you to has no sense of the arts.
My mother's last word to me clanks inside me like an iron bell that someone beats at dinnertime: love, love, love, love, love.
The place of true healing is a fierce place. It's a giant place. it's a place of monstrous beauty and endless dark and glimmering light.
Whatever happens to you belongs to you. Make it yours. Feed it to yourself even if it feels impossible to swallow. Let it nurture you, because it will.
Mr. Wickham: And buckles. When it comes to buckles, I'm lost. Elizabeth Bennet: Dear, oh dear. You must be the shame of the regiment. Mr. Wickham: Oh, a laughing stock! Elizabeth Bennet: What DO your superiors do with you? Mr. Wickham: Ignore me, mos...
Mrs. Bennet: My dear Mr. Bennet, have you heard? Netherfield Park is let at last! Do you not wish to know who has taken it? Mr. Bennet: As you wish to tell me, my dear, I doubt I have any choice in the matter.
'Dear Mr. Henshaw' came about because two different boys from different parts of the country asked me to write a book about a boy whose parents were divorced, and so I wrote 'Dear Mr. Henshaw,' and it won the Newbery, and I was - it's been very popul...
The stage is near and dear to me.
Our prayer is not simply, ‘Dear God, please send me a better job,’ but, ‘Dear God, enable me to see this situation differently, that this area of apparent lack might be healed inside my mind.
It'll be no use their putting their heads down and saying, 'Come up again, dear!' I shall only look up and say, 'Who am I, then? Tell me that first, and then, if I like being that person, I'll come up -- if not, I'll stay down here till I'm somebody ...
Yesterday I saved a baby, a boy, a man, and an old man from death, and all by simply not impregnating anybody. But I don't consider myself a hero. Merely heroic, and also unable to reach any of my lady friends on the phone.
The 27th letter has always been my favorite letter of the alphabet. But, then, I also love ghost stories, invisible beings, the supernatural, and Bigfoot. Just ask The Mythical Mr. Boo, who’s first name begins with the 27th letter.
The healing power of even the most microscopic exchange with someone who knows in a flash precisely what you're talking about because she experienced that thing too cannot be overestimated.
Sherlock Holmes: Dear, dear, sickly sweet Nanny. Might I have a word? [He uncovers the tray in her hands, revealing white rats under glass] Sherlock Holmes: Yummy. Feed the snake, woman. Mrs. Hudson: You feed it! Sherlock Holmes: Touchy, touchy.
Years are not important, my dear.
Charlie dear, it is I who have to be proud of you. And I am very, very proud of you. You have called me pretty; and as long as I am pretty in your eyes, I am happy. You, dear old Charlie, are not handsome, but you are good, which is far more noble.
If you want to know my story, you have to go back to the beginning. Not the beginning-beginning, but about nine months later. You see, I was born as a poor farm boy. Believe it or not, my parents were so poor that they didn’t even own a farm. Nope....
When Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow meet, only Today gets to shake hands twice. That makes Today twice as important as the other two. But it also means that Today must be careful, because who knows whether Yesterday or Tomorrow washed their hands aft...
I exist here, now. I'm not much interested in the future. Or, more precisely put, I do not believe in the future. To exaggerate a little, I have no faith that I will still exist tomorrow or the day after. What is more, I absolutely detest retrospecti...
For you, and for any dear to you, I would do anything. I would embrace any sacrifice for you and for those dear to you. And when you see your own bright beauty springing up anew at your feet, think now and then that there is a man who would give his ...
