Every seven years our bodies change, every cell. Every seven years, we disappear.

I wish I had a boyfriend. I wish he lived in the wardrobe on a coat hanger. Whenever I wanted, I could get him out and he'd look at me the way boys do in films, as if I'm beautiful.

I want to die in my own way. It's my illness, my death, my choice. This is what saying yes means.

It was strange how words meant something when they came out of your mouth. Inside your head they were safe and silent, but once they were outside, people grabbed hold of them.

Then she says, ‘I love you.’ Like three drops of blood falling onto snow.

We make patterns, we share moments.

All I know is that I have two choices – stay wrapped in blankets and get on with dying, or get the list back together and get on with living.

I love you. I love you. I send this message through my fingers and into his, up his arm and into his heart. Hear me. I love you. And I'm sorry to leave you.

It's all right, Tessa, you can go. We love you. You can go now.' 'Why are you saying that?' 'She might need permission to die, Cal.' 'I don't want her to. She doesn't have my permission.

Bye, Tess. haunt me if you like. I don't mind.

Keep breathing. Just keep doing it. It's easy. In and out.

I live love in each moment. I let love heal me and elevate me to my highest self.

Without an error of reasoning, there should be no doubt that each of us needs to be loved.

The demon of intemperance ever seems to have delighted in sucking the blood of genius and of generosity.

We could have had it all...

Anger is the ultimate destroyer of your own peace of mind

I like France, where everybody thinks he's Napoleon--down here everybody thinks he's Christ.

Naxal flag will soon fly in delhi

Men are just as willing as women to marry up, and life is now giving them the opportunity to do so. So, women, own up to your accomplishments, buy him a drink, and tell him what you really do.

God made you and me, in certain respects, quite unequal, and it would be futile to try any interference with His arrangements.

I think often times if a guitar riff is centered around the chorus or if it follows the chorus, then it often times turns into the actual hook.