Some things are created to be together.

The beauty of dystopia is that it lets us vicariously experience future worlds - but we still have the power to change our own.

I realize now how much courage it takes to choose the life you want, whatever that might be.

When we read dystopia, we root for these people to break free because we are these people; hoping and fighting against things that are bigger than ourselves.

Red is the first color of spring. It's the real color of rebirth. Of beginning.

In the end you can't always choose what to keep. You can only choose how you let it go.

Growing apart doesn't change the fact that for a long time we grew side by side; our roots will always be tangled. I'm glad for that.

Every minute you spend with someone gives them a part of your life and takes part of theirs.

It is strange how we hold on to the pieces of the past while we wait for our futures.

This is a difficult balance, telling the truth: how much to share, how much to keep, which truths will wound but not ruin, which will cut too deep to heal.

Forgetting lets you live without the pain for a moment but remembering hits hard.

The applause of silence. is the only kind that counts.

It takes all sorts of people to make the underworld.

I always remind my kids that hard work pays off. That's how I got to where I am right now because of sacrifice and the work I put into it.

As the son of Holocaust survivors, this is life - you're put in a corner, and you have to get out. I believe that you can always get out.

In the last resort, sheer insight is the greatest asset of all.

Many years ago, I think I got my first insight on how an incredibly diverse team can work together and do astonishing things, and not just misunderstand each other and fight.

Jas, whatever Tom has under his trousers is between you and him.

Flowers are almost perfect; their only flaw is that they are weak; they can't protect themselves against the evil!

I only bleed when I'm all alone

He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity's sun rise.