“Mylife might be little and boring, but at least it’s mine - not some assembly-line, secondhand, hand-me-down life.”

“"This moment in time,"
(She said.)
It doesn't belong to you,"
(She said,)
It belongs to me,
And your little boy and your little girl,
And the one hand clapping:
Where on your palm is my little line,
When you're written in mine
As an old memory?”

“The figure in fur advanced and shook hands. At least his handshake was firm. Might I add, a little too firm for comfort.”

“No stonger allies no greater friends no bigger fighters of honor could a king behould then these assembled afore me mine brothers mine blood”

“How it felt to have the world moving beneath me, a hand gripping mine, knowing if I fell, at least I wouldn't do it alone.”

“What if it's boring… or if it's not boring, it might be too revealing, or worse, it might be too revealing and still be boring.”

“The line "because you're mine, I walk the line." It kept coming to me, you know? But I was — I was … young and not been married too long. Yes, it kept coming to me. Because you're mine, I walk the line. And then the words just naturally flowed. It was an easy song to write.”

“If my life is surrendered to God, all is well. Let me not grab it back, as though it were in peril in His hand but would be safer in mine!”

“They might not need me; but they might.
I'll let my head be just in sight;
A smile as small as mine might be
Precisely their necessity.”

“Perfection seems sterile; it is final, no mystery in it; it's a product of an assembly line.”