Stretching his hand up to reach the stars, too often man forgets the flowers at his feet.
My forgiving you doesn't make my heart hurt less. It takes awhile to heal.
I'm trying my hardest to get you so wrapped up in me you never leave.
You are mine. Do you hear me? You are mine, Della Sloane. I will take care of you. Nothing is taking you away from me. Nothing.
He wasn't what sent me running. He was what had made me want to stay.
Not everyone sees you the way you do. Sometimes our imperfections are what makes us special. - Tripp
In my search to find myself, I’d found so much more. I knew now why I wanted to live. I understood love. I had found it.
The commotions that have taken place in America, as far as they are yet known to me, offer nothing threatening. They are a proof that the people have liberty enough, and I could not wish them less than they have. If the happiness of the mass of the people can be secured at the expense of a little tempest now and then, or even of a little blood, it will be a precious purchase. 'Malo libertatem periculosam quam quietem servitutem. ' Let common sense and common honesty have fair play, and they will soon set things to rights.
No artist knows everything. . . but since every artist knows more than he can tell, all art is lying by omission.
We are always afraid to start something that we want to make very good, true, and serious.
Sooner or later something seems to call us onto a particular path. . . this is what I must do, this is what I've got to have. This is who I am.