I love you, even if there isn’t any me, or any love, or even any life. I love you.

Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.

She quietly expected great things to happen to her, and no doubt that’s one of the reasons why they did.

Look closer and you'll see something extraordinary, mystifying, something real and true. We have never been what we seemed.

She refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn't boring.

I don't want to live. I want to love first, and live incidentally.

isn't it funny how danger makes people passionate?

By the time a person has achieved years adequate for choosing a direction, the die is cast and the moment has long since passed which determined the future.

Experience teaches you how to do things you never want to do again.

I wish I could write a beautiful book to break those hearts that are soon to cease to exist: a book of faith and small neat worlds and of people who live by the philosophies of popular songs.

I am really only myself when I'm somebody else whom I have endowed with these wonderful qualities from my imagination.

True love comes from the heart, it is very simple and nonjudgmental.

People are so lonely, they spend their birthdays on the Internet, thanking people for wishing them a happy birthday, people who only know it’s their birthday because Facebook told them.

My primary consultant is myself.

Sometimes I'll leave the house and go to a delicatessen down the street from me - it's been there a million years - just because I can look at people.

Seek first what is true and of value, and then whatever happiness follows will be of the appropriate quantity and, more importantly, quality.

Violence, even well intentioned, always rebounds upon oneself.

I'm a fighter through and through. I don't give up. I have a strong heart and I will push until there's nothing left in me.

Loving him didn't fix anything. Loving him didn't change anything. Loving him simply made everything else bearable.

Others are improving very fast, and I'm not improving as fast, and that bothers me.

My forte is awkwardness.