The mark of a true crush Is that you fall in love first And grope for reasons afterward.

The paradox of reality is that no image is as compelling as the one which exists only in the mind's eye.

Though a plane is not the ideal place really to think, to reassess or reevaluate things, it is a great place to have the illusion of doing so, and often the illusion will suffice.

The law changes and flows like water, and the stream of women's rights law has become a sudden rushing torrent.

Until quite recently dance in America was the ragged Cinderella of the arts.

We strain to renew our capacity for wonder, to shock ourselves into astonishment once again.