Elizabeth Kenny

Above all else, I would choose you. When there’s no more grand gestures, no more words to say, when everything around us begins to give way, when the sky grows dim and the colors fade, I will choose you.

You must learn that you do not have to be angry just because you have the right to be.

You be the clouds above, I’ll be the grass below, and everything in between will be where our love will grow.

I’m a product of pop culture.

There is no truth. There is only perception.

They said eyes are the key to the soul, and after looking into yours, I know you’ve unlocked mine.

You know, it sounds like I’m bragging in some way, but as far as career stuff, there’s not that much stuff that scares me. I know what I can do well.

Children have helped me a lot.

If your neighbor has a completely different view on abortion, gay marriage, stem cell research, all of those things, you still are both Americans. Neither one of you is necessarily more patriotic than the other. Neither loves their country any more than the other one does.

The Smiths dream into my ear on this lost and lonely morning. I sing along like it is the only prayer I know (forgive me, Mother Mary).

The skill of writing is to create a context in which other people can think.

We now know that anything which is economically right is also morally right. There can be no conflict between good economics and good morals.

Stupidity is the deliberate cultivation of ignorance.

One needs to be successful in the conventional way to learn just how far away from success it may be.

Enduring habits I hate…. Yes, at the very bottom of my soul I feel grateful to all my misery and bouts of sickness and everything about me that is imperfect, because this sort of thing leaves me with a hundred backdoors through which I can escape from enduring habits.