Because without our language, we have lost ourselves. Who are we without our words?

Somehow, even in the worst of times, the tiniest fragments of good survive. It was the grip in which one held those fragments that counted.

It’s against the rules of humanity to believe there is nothing we can do.

Then I choose to drown. In hope. Rather than float into nothing.

How unladylike of you to mention such a thing.

If there was one weapon he had against these savages, it was not acknowledging their existence.

But then Froi looked back to where his work lay unfinished and it made him sad because there had been something about the touch of earth in his hands that made him feel worthwhile.

One of Sir Topher's rules was to never indulge in sentimentality, never return for what was left behind.

It's against the rules of humanity to believe there is nothing we can do.

People divulge things to you that they would not divulge to anyone else.

Do not cry, ” she said fiercely, but her own tears flowed. “Do not cry, Finnikin. For if we begin, our tears will never end.

The flower doth not worry, and the tree doth not waver.

To earn more, you must learn more.

I wanted him to look at me like maybe I was magic.

The moment somebody says "this is very risky" is the moment it becomes attractive to me.

Handle your tools without mittens.

At least half of your mind is always thinking, I'll be leaving; this won't last. It's a good Buddhist attitude. If I were a Buddhist, this would be a great help. As it is, I'm just sad.

Insanity's so personal. It's hard to know who shares our secrets.

Spiritual joy arises from purity of the heart and perseverance in prayer.

You always get what you unconsciously believe and expect.

Allow failure to teach you A supreme lesson: Each sunset is the beginning Of a very, very bright And powerful sunrise.