And I realize, so suddenly that it hurts, just how empty a creature can be, while still filled to the brim with drowning agony.

Is there more to see?" Brixton asks. "No. Just a long walk back to hope.

It's what we do, we continue on. Yet, what is the point? There is nothing ahead of us when there is nothing left of us.

No amount of speed could break me of this darkness... The sorrow is ever clinging to me.

Once a month, for one evening, we are free to wear our natural skins. We are on the outside as we are internally.

We aren't taught to mourn. We're told to forget.

Like a flower, be soft, loving, kind, and beautiful, but never lose the courage to bloom.

It's impossible to live without hurting others.

Every parting gives a foretaste of death, every reunion a hint of the resurrection.

Happiness and suffering do not depend on being poor or rich, they depend on having the right or wrong understanding in our mind.

My grandmother was from Guelph, Ont. I grew up playing ice hockey, I'm a massive fan. A great-uncle who was in the early days of the NHL played for the Chicago Blackhawks.

The fortune which nobody sees makes a person happy and unenvied.

This is the way I've always thought it should be. We've always blamed ourselves, but I guess we know what cylinder wasn't firing!

My biggest thing is banana pudding, but it's the devil! So no one is allowed to bring it into my house. Because I can't control myself. So why put it in my domain?

Every paragraph should accomplish two goals: advance the story, and develop your characters as complex human beings.

Just because you have a choice, it doesn't mean that any of them 'has' to be right.