We may give without loving, but we cannot love without giving

My dad passed away before my freshman year, and it altered how I thought. I was depressed - I didn't hang out with my friends. I worked through it by dancing.

Heather Morris

Science as an intellectual exercise enriches our culture, and is in itself ennobling.

Henry Taube

In principle if I could not have a home I wouldn't. But not having a home would be too difficult procedurally, going from hotel to hotel, the gap of three hours where you're hungry and tired.

Lee Child

Well, because I have twin seven-year-old boys, I enjoy the gift giving stuff a great deal. We do both Hanukkah and Christmas, so it is a costly, though extremely pleasing proposition.

Fred Melamed

She gave her husband such a night of sexual pleasure that his eyes followed her constantly after that, narrow and hot. He grew molten when she passed near other men, and at night they made their own shaking tent. They got teased too much and moved farther off, into the brush, into the nesting ground of shy and holy loons. There, no one could hear them. In solitude they made love until they became gaunt and hungry, pale windigos with aching eyes, tongues of flame.

Louise Erdrich

Giving in the spirit of love, expecting nothing in return is how God gives and so should we, as we are a piece of our creator.

Alice Hocker

I have witnessed the softening of the hardest of hearts by a simple smile.

Goldie Hawn

There never was a woman who did not prefer an oblique compliment to a straight truth - if the latter were unflattering

Minna Antrim

Your children need your presence more than your presents.

Jesse Jackson

Just about every children's book in my local bookstore has an animal for its hero. But then, only a few feet away in the cookbook section, just about every cookbook includes recipes for cooking animals. Is there a more illuminating illustration of our paradoxical relationship with the nonhuman world?

Jonathan Safran Foer

I am accustomed to sleep, and in my dreams to imagine the same things that lunatics imagine when awake.

Rene Descartes, Meditations on F

For a mans house is his castle, & domus sua cuique est tutissimum refugium; for where shall a man be safe, if it be not in his house?

Sir Edward Coke