You know what Sunday is, it's a day with a lot of potential for naps. — Polly Horvath Copy Share Image
“Maybe we live in a universe where all you have control over is your own kindness.” — Polly Horvath Copy Share Image
The library in summer is the most wonderful thing because there you get books on any subject and read them each for only as… — Polly Horvath Copy Share Image
“The only really interesting things about someone that makes you want to explore them further is their heart.” — Polly Horvath Copy Share Image
“It disguises itself as motor vehicle knowledge, but really it's physics, which any other time would be fascinating but not right now, not while… — Polly Horvath Copy Share Image
“It’s not the natural disasters you have to fear. It’s the ones that are inside of you, waiting to happen.” — Polly Horvath Copy Share Image
“My mother smoked too but I guessed by now she had quit the habit, which was, I supposed, one of the advantages of being… — Polly Horvath Copy Share Image
“It is never a bad thing to take up your fair share of space," said Mr. Bunny ambiguously.” — Polly Horvath Copy Share Image
“Yesterday I was so full of hope. My life seemed blessed, full of adventures and answered prayers, and now something very, very bad has… — Polly Horvath Copy Share Image
Sometimes you get tempted to make something wonderful even better but in doing so you lose what was so wonderful to begin with. — Polly Horvath Copy Share Image
“All kinds of ordinary people gave their whole hearts to things you wouldn't think you could give your heart to.” — Polly Horvath Copy Share Image
The richness of our lives depends on what we are willing to notice and what we are willing to believe. — Polly Horvath Copy Share Image
“Don’t worry the trolls don’t come to you. It’s your own darkness that leads you to the trolls.” — Polly Horvath Copy Share Image
You know what Sunday is, it's a day with a lot of potential for naps. — Polly Horvath Copy Share Image
I want someone who puts the whole ball of wax at risk. I want the kind of marriage where we would follow each other… — Polly Horvath Copy Share Image
