I knew I wasn't making sence, but I couldn't seem to connect my thoughts to my tongue. That feeling... How did you tell someone that?

A moment later, Liam's bright blue eyes opened, and he was seeing me. He just wasn't seeing Ruby.

But there's a beginning in an end, you know? It's true that you can't reclaim what you had, but you can lock it up behind you. Start fresh.

Never, never, never. I am never going to forget you.

Let's carpe the hell out of this diem.

But part of surviving is being able to move on.

—I don't want to lose you—Then why are you the one that keeps letting go?

When it came to adults, it was better not to talk. They had a way of hearing one thing and processing it as something else. No reason to give them an excuse to hurt you.

Oh my God, Green, ” I heard Chubs say from somewhere in the room. “Just take the damn socksand put the kid out of his misery.

What was the point of being holed up with someone who didn't believe in me when I had people out there who did?

You'd be surprised how little voice you have when you lose everything.

You have not failed until you accept your failure.

The freethinking of one age is the common sense of the next.

One of the things I learned in law school is that there's nothing wrong or undesirable or dishonorable or destructive about amending the Constitution.

If you have the opportunity to try different things, you should try different things and step outside your comfort zone and see what works and what doesn't work.

As a doctor, an educator, an innovator and someone who has dedicated his professional career to making things work better and to helping people – I am ready to lead.

Within National Parks is room--glorious room--room in which to find ourselves, in which to think and hope, to dream and plan, to rest and resolve.

What passes for identity in America is a series of myths about one's heroic ancestors.

Cat's eyes seem a bridge to a world beyond the one we know.

You're awake," he said. "Phresine is not," pointed out the queen. "Oh?" "You gave her lethium." "She gave it to me first.

I don't write songs, songs write me. ... Writing a song can be agony or ecstasy. It can take half an hour or half a year. ... The popular song is America's greatest ambassador.