I used to believe in 'em [lines]. I don't anymore. They in our heads. People like Miss Hilly is always trying to make us believe they there. But they ain't." - Aibileen
There is something so hopeful about a diary, a journal, a new notebook, which Joan Didion and Virginia Woolf both wrote about. A blog. Perhaps we all are waiting for someone to discover us.
You heard on all sides that the brightest Jewish children were turned down if the examining officers did not like the turn of their noses.
One chance, One life. Make it or screw it up, it's your choice. Don't wait to long or your time will be up.
What do you want? What are you willing to give up to get it? Writing requires you make sacrifices. Be prepared to work hard to be a writer.
Fletcherizing is gross. I tried it once. I tried to go until it's all liquid, and it just creeps you out to be focusing so much on your chewing.
It is interesting to come across people who feel that a ghost communicating via a spell-checker is less far-fetched than a software glitch.
I didn't really realize that writing... would be fun and people would pay you to do it. Being an astronaut is a glory profession, and so is writing, in a way.
I'm drawn to the taboos that surround the human body. I find it fascinating that we are repelled by many of the acts and processes that keep us alive.
If you get a colonoscopy, you should really insist they give you no drugs - then you do get to see what it's like to swim through your own intestines.
LOL is rarely OL, or even really L. A real out-loud laugh - not the forced social variety, which is closer to barking than laughing - is uncommon among adults.
Spacewalking is a little like rock climbing in that everything, including and especially oneself, must be tethered or docked at all times. If you forget to tether a tool, it's gone. Ditto yourself.
The Founders didn't mention political parties when they wrote the Constitution, and George Washington in essence warned us against them in his Farewell Address.
As all of us are only too aware, the loud and frantic voices of the outer world easily drown out the small, still loving voice within.
I have known healthy, wealthy people who were depressed, and people with critical illnesses who could honestly attest to joy.
Jesus was a human being who, while on Earth, completely self-actualized and fulfilled in all ways the potential glory that lies within us all.
Allopathic doctors used to laugh condescendingly at those who posited that psychological, emotional and spiritual factors were important contributors to the sickness as well as healing of the body.
Each of us has an inner room where we can visit to be cleansed of fear-based thoughts and feelings. This room, the holy of holies, is a sanctuary of light.
People who attend support groups who have been diagnosed with a life-challenging illness live on average twice as long after diagnosis as people who don't.
The same group of New York pseudo-intellectuals who've put down prayer are the same ones who put down L.A.
Tragedy takes us to the very state of consciousness which, were we to hold to it, would go far toward preventing further tragedies.
