True love doesn't happen right away it's an ever-growing process. It develops after you've gone through many ups and downs, when you've suffered together, cried together, laughed together.

Sometimes I look at this world and it moves me to tears. The joy and terror and the mad bloody drama of it all. I wonder why they never seem to really see it. Maybe one lifetime just isn't enough. Or maybe it's too much. I can't say. But the truth, to be perfectly plain, is that people are always looking for magic in all the wrong places.

Brian Holguin

Too many locks, not enough keys.

Sarah Dessen

You know, I think the film business is its own worst enemy because it sells movies on DVD footage and 'behind the scenes,' and now it's a real struggle trying to keep storylines and plotlines a secret.

Daniel Craig

I can keep a perfectly good eye on Simon, thank you. He's my neophyte Downworlder to mock and boss around, not yours.

Cassandra Clare

He who knows, does not speak. He who speaks, does not know.

Lao Tzu

Remarks are not literature.

Gertrude Stein

You must live with people to know their problems, and live with God in order to solve them.

Peter T. Forsyth

When I die, my epitaph should read: She Paid the Bills. That's the story of my private life.

Gloria Swanson

Looking beauty in the world, is the first step of purifying the mind.

Amit Ray

Scholarship except by accident is never the measure of a person's power.

Josiah Gilbert Holland

The other day I bumped into Santa Claus. A good bump it was, too! I ought to have been arrested, for there is no open season on Santa Claus. But sometimes a first class collision is an exciting thing. It will knock the wind out of you, and it may knock an idea into your head. True, this Santa Claus did not have the white cotton whiskers or a red coat, but she was the real thing all right! Santa Claus in the flesh and plenty of it. A lady who looked like an animated Christmas tree with packages dangling from very limb and I bumped and spilled. As I was trying to pick up the packages she gasped out, Oh, I hate Christmas anyhow! It turns everything upside down. To which I said, That is just what it was made for. This lofty sentiment did not stop her dirty looks at all. But it is the big thing about Christmas.

Halford E. Luccock, Whoops! It's

I'm not a driven businessman, but a driven artist. I never think about money. Beautiful things make money.

Geoffrey Beene