I had one class in the morning, the mysteriously named "Further Maths". It was two hours long and so deeply frightening that I think I went into a trance.

The funny thing about stop signs is that they're also start signs.

I realize Jubilee is a bit of a stripper name. You probably think I have heard the call of the pole.

Writing is one of the few careers for which you essentially train yourself, the other two major ones being juggling and pickpocketing.

i miss you so much it's giving me a pain in my pancreas.

Fear can't hurt you," she said. "When it washes over you, give it no power. It's a snake with no venom. Remember that. That knowledge can save you.

It's always easier to say good-bye when you know it's just a prelude to hello.

You can never visit the same place twice. Each time, it's a different story. By the very act of coming back, you wipe out what came before.

I like you because you were mad. And you're pretty. And pretty sane for a mad person.

Guilt isn't always a rational thing, Clio realized. Guilt is a weight that will crush you whether you deserve it or not.

I have no phobias. Phobias are irrational. My fears are rational and CAREFULLY CULTIVATED, like roses.

Talent is the seed, hard work is the stem, perseverance is the branch, and success is the fruit.

There should be a healthy ‘stubbornness’, assertiveness and confidence that comes from knowledge of your clear vision, mission, values and personal brand.

If you are to suppose that natural reasons are the cause of everything, then it can only lead to the conclusion that consciousness is an illusion.

The intelligence community gets hurt through sequestration.

The pitcher has to find out if the hitter is timid. And if the hitter is timid, he has to remind the hitter he's timid.

Reading allows you to go into a space that nothing else can take you to.

Men have got more of a discerning eye. They appreciate cut and details, things that aren't so obvious. They like things that have cachet and gentlemanliness.

If I had not kissed anyone, or danced with anyone, or had a reason to cry, the music made me feel as if I had gone through all that anyway.

Hell is the opposite of joy. It is unfulfillment. It is knowing Who and What You Are, and failing to experience that. It is being less.

Jesus is not a good way to heaven, nor even the best way. He is the only way to heaven.