You don’t have to be the kind of beautiful that everyone can agree on. If the right person finds you beautiful, you win. You win forever.

She smiled, and her eyes started to drift downward. "Cather..." Back up to his eyes. "You know that I'm falling in love with you, right?

So, what if, instead of thinking about solving you whole life, you just think about adding additional good things. One at a time. Just let your pile of good things grow.

In new situations, all the trickiest rules are the ones nobody bothers to explain to you. (And the ones you can't Google.)

You're a kaleidoscope, you change every time I look away.

Drinking tequila is more about the journey than the destination

Every woman wants a man who'll fall in love with her soul as well as her body.

Sometimes writing is running downhill, your fingers jerking behind you on the keyboard the way your legs do when they can’t quite keep up with gravity.

To really be a nerd, she'd decided, you had to prefer fictional worlds to the real one.

Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.

And sometimes you held somebody’s hand just to prove that you were still alive, and that another human being was there to testify to that fact.

You are the reason my heart beats. Your love is my lifeline, and I'm not about to give it up - not now - not ever!

The denial of truth does not harm the Truth

I would just never out anybody. I think everyone has to find it in their own way and their own time.

In literature, you know only what you imagine

The act of consciousness is central; otherwise we are overrun by the complexes.

You hear that liberalism lacks an idea of the common good, but I think that's a mistake.

Management [ Providence ], knowledge, and intention are not the same when ascribed to us and when ascribed to God.

And [he] sailed back over a year and in and out of weeks and through a day and into the night of his very own room where he found his supper waiting for him and it was still hot

I'm sorry to say my dear wife is a dreamer, and as she dreams she gets paler and leaner. Then be off to your Dream, with his fly-away hat, I stay with the girls who are happy and fat.

Poetry demands a different material than prose. It uses another facet of the same fact... the spontaneous conformation of language as it is heard.