The root reason for this is the denial of the human essence, the human equality, the human family—judging people's worth only by how efficiently or intelligently or quickly they function. This is confusing the essence with the nonessential.

Elizabeth for the whole of Edward's reign, never wore the rich jewels and clothes left her by her father. Instead, she offered a more virtuous example than the writing of Saints Peter and Paul, her maidenly apparel making the ladies of the court ashamed to be dressed and painted like peacocks.

I'm black. I've been black all my life, and as far as I know, I'll die black.

I want to be an artist, not... a celluloid aphrodisiac.

I don't think I like characters who are afraid and ashamed of who they are.

We are all the same inside. We have the same heartaches and joys, the same fears and ambitions. Money doesn't change who we are.

Margaret is the most beautiful woman I've laid eyes on. The men in this county must be crazy not to see that.

There is no subterfuge in you, Miss Adeline. Why is that?" Color came and went in her cheeks. "Everyone has layers. Even me." He leaned closer as his son neared and allowed a curl to wrap his finger. "I look forward to peeling back those layers.

The scars don't define you. Who you really are inside is what matters. Any woman with real depth would know that.

There is more to a soul than what others see

God's viewpoint is sometimes different from ours - so different that we could not even guess at it unless He had given us a Book which tells us such things....In the Bible I learn that God values us not for our strenght or our brains but simply because He has made us.

All through the short afternoon they kept coming, the people who counted themselves Father's friends. Young and old, poor and rich, scholarly gentlemen and illiterate servant girls—only to Father did it seem that they were all alike. That was Father's secret: not that he overlooked the differences in people; that he didn't know they were there.