You need to worry less about what everyone else thinks and focus on what makes you happy

You hold your head up. You submitting to me doesn't mean you're anything less...the very last thing I want is for you to be some mindless puppet.

Most of all, I want you to know without a doubt that I've got your back. And your front. And your sides. I've got all of you and I'm not letting go.

Bad things happen to good people all the time. It sucks. It's not fair but then much of life isn't fair. It's how you live that matters. It's how you deal with the bumps in the road.

Words are just words. The evidence is in how you act, how you react.

Ahh, you’re a man used to getting his own way.” “Always,” he said in a husky growl.

Seeing you happy is the best gift I could ever ask for.

I'm getting the impression that women, in any form, scare you." He shrugged. "They're the more violent species. And unpredictable. I'd rather take on a wild boar. You can't shoot women.

Maybe I didn't always know what I was missing, but it was you. Always you.

Some crushes just never went away. They built, instead, into something permanent, obsessive and all consuming.

Never run out on me again. No matter what happens, you stay and fight. Yell at me, argue, throw something at me, whatever you want to do, but never walk away from me. Promise me that.

The only two words you should ever say to a mirror are “Hello, Beautiful.

Perfection exists only in your own mind. What you find to be perfect, is not necessarily perfect for someone else.

I will believe in the right of one man to govern a nation despotically when I find a man born unto the world with boots and spurs and a nation with saddles on their backs.

Have you ever Googled yourself? I did, most depressing thing ever. People have websites hoping I die at 38.

Happy is the nation without a history.

I wanted to be an oceanographer, actually. It's a way of going underwater. I've always been interested in how deep it was, you know.

The issue isn't the accuracy of the bombs you have, it's how you use the bombs you have - and more importantly, whether you ought to use bombs at all.

Feeling alone and unseen can intensify the experience of being harassed, shamed, or bullied.

Tolerance is only another name for indifference.

Yeah, it's a weird little niche, but by God, it's my niche.