Despite her fears she found, The secret to an outstanding life, Is risking the fall, For the possibility of flight.

Stare up at the stars, Don't be fearful of the night.For, it is the darkness, That lets us know the light.

Now I know I'm not broken, For the stars within my soul, Have just built constellations, To keep me feeling whole.

Sometimes things are most beautiful when they're coming to an end.

Just a drop in the ocean, " you say, And that may be true, But the ocean wouldn't be as full, If it weren't for you.

The key to your happiness, Depends on what's in focus.

She taught me that the nighttime, Is when the stars tend to thrive.

If chaos is a masterpiece, Then you should see my heart.If battle scars are beautiful, Then I'm a work of art.

History tended to repeat itself. Why should her past be any different?

Put your sword back in its place, " Jesus said to him, "for all who draw the sword will die by the sword.

All reading is good reading. And all reading of Jane Austen and Charles Dickens is sublime reading.

I'm pulling out different aspects of my personality in writing each character and, if I'm doing my job well, I'm being true to the situation and true to the character.

I don't care too much for thinking about the past. The truth is just another story. You can remember it any way you want; it's never gonna be the same twice.

What matters is how I feel about it, cause if I feel good or bad about it, then the audience will feel good or bad about it and that's just sorta the job.

I know, speaking for myself, no matter what I'm able to do, no matter what book comes out and ends up on paper, I always had something bigger and grander in my head.

In so many things, growth comes from adversity.

Music gives wings to the mind and flight to the imagination.

I've spent my whole life not talking to people, and I don't see why I should start now.