Yes, of course. I was on her like, um... I believe that old woman last week we took after she'd burnt down her house cooking said 'like white on rice.

As the music played over the speakers and the waterfall in the pool filled the silence around us, I knew that without a doubt I had just been ruined.

I'm trying my hardest to get you so wrapped up in me you never leave.

I don’t want to lose you. I’m in love with you Blaire. I’ve never wanted anything or anyone the way I want you. I can’t imagine my world now without you in it.

You are mine. Do you hear me? You are mine, Della Sloane. I will take care of you. Nothing is taking you away from me. Nothing.

I wanted to live. For the father and brother who I never knew and for my mother who was cheated of a life of happiness. I wanted to live for them. And I wanted to live for me.

I understood that pain was real and sometimes things didn't last. Sometimes you just had to enjoy it while it lasts and cherish it when it's gone.

He wasn't what sent me running. He was what had made me want to stay.

When I'm with you, my world is complete. When I touch you, I understand the meaning of life. When I lost you, I completely shattered. You. Own. Me.

Not everyone sees you the way you do. Sometimes our imperfections are what makes us special. - Tripp

I hate the color red almost as much as i hate blond hair,"he said with an amused tone. -Dank

If you have food in your jaws you have solved all questions for the time being.

I rather would entreat thy companyTo see the wonders of the world abroadThan, living dully sluggardiz'd at home, Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness.

Being popular is important. Otherwise people might not like you.

I think everything has to come from something that you feel comfortable with and want to be in and sometimes we try to negotiate that limit, but it's not always easy to find the right balance.

The claws of Truth were painful. The lies tore away like scabs, and John bled there for hours, stifling his cries of pain in the sleeve of his overcoat - the overcoat he'd received from his father.

Worry is a dividend paid to disaster before it is due

Valor is superior to number.

Down these mean streets a man must go who is neither tarnished nor afraid

I like Hemingway and I like a lot Jewish writers (such as) Saul Bellow.