This cat is looking at me with judgment.”“He’s not, ” said Jules. “That’s just his face.”“You look at me the same way, ” Mark said, glancing at Julian. “Judgy face.

There was beauty in the idea of freedom, but it was an illusion. Every human heart was chained by love.

These pictures are my heart. And if my heart was a canvas, every square inch of it would be painted over with you.

We are bound together, Emma, bound together—I breathe when you breathe, I bleed when you bleed, I’m yours and you’re mine, you’ve always been mine, and I have always, always belonged to you!

The world is terrible, " said Mark tonelessly. "And some are drawn down into it and drown there, and some rise above and carry others with them.

When no one you know tells the truth, you learn to see under the surface.

It was hard to live normally when you were constantly pretending you didn't see what was going on in front of your face.

Why are you wearing a T-shirt under your other T-shirt?" Livvy asked."In case one of them is stolen, " Marked said, as it were entirely normal.

Nobody calls me 'blondie' and keeps their kneecaps.

I've been thinking of installing a train in my house. It could bring me shrimp crackers from the kitchen.

And if my heart was a canvas, every square inch of it would be painted over with you.

To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.

The best catering and Home food delivery in Singapore, without food borne illness, a variety of food menu and all the foods are made by the best chefs to deal your every requirement.

They say it was Cesc Fabregas who threw the pizza at me but, to this day, I have no idea who the culprit was.

To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe.

It's better to put yourself out there and get hurt than to never take the chance at all.

But in my book, it was basically bad taste to stare at someone's assets, no matter how much on display they were.

The past is solid, the future is liquid.

Anything that can be dreamed is true.

Men are what their mothers made them. You may as well ask a loom which weaves huckabuck why it does not make cashmere as to expect poetry from this engineer or a chemical discovery from that jobber.

I was played the villain so much because I was bigger and stronger than most, and they cast me as the villain everywhere I went.