The flower of kindness will grow. Maybe not now, but it will some day. And in kind that kindness will read more

The flower of kindness will grow. Maybe not now, but it will some day. And in kind that kindness will flow, For kindness grows in this way.

Love isn't an emotion or an instinct--it's an art.

Love isn't an emotion or an instinct--it's an art.

Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can read more

Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.

Feelings are everywhere -- be gentle.

Feelings are everywhere -- be gentle.

There's a little truth in all jive, and a little jive in all truth.

There's a little truth in all jive, and a little jive in all truth.

And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets read more

And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets your jacket and gnats never bite your nose and it's always daisy-time.

I like villains because there's something so attractive about a committed person -- they have a plan, an ideology, no read more

I like villains because there's something so attractive about a committed person -- they have a plan, an ideology, no matter how twisted. They're motivated.

It is unfortunate, considering that enthusiasm moves the world, that so few enthusiasts can be trusted to speak the truth.

It is unfortunate, considering that enthusiasm moves the world, that so few enthusiasts can be trusted to speak the truth.

Nothing is poorer than a truth expressed as it was thought. Committed to writing in such cases, it is not read more

Nothing is poorer than a truth expressed as it was thought. Committed to writing in such cases, it is not even a bad photograph. Truth wants to be startled abruptly, at one stroke, from her self-immersion, whether by uproar, music or cries for help.