And in that moment, the wordless thing passed between us, the thing that wasn't quite love but was so close I could believe in it sometimes.

But how could anyone who's ever seen a summer - big explosion of green and skies lit up electric with splashy sunsets, a riot of flowers and wind that smells like honey - pick the snow?

Live free or die.

It's funny, isn't it? When you are young you just want to be old, and then later you wish you could go back to being a kid.

How can someone have the power to shatter you to dust--and also to make you feel so whole?

Fridays are the hardest in some ways: you’re so close to freedom.

Dystopian novels help people process their fears about what the future might look like; further, they usually show that there is always hope, even in the bleakest future.

And when it started to get dark you pointed to the sky, and told me there was a star for every thing you loved about me.

i think of all the thousands of billions of steps and missteps and chances and coincidences that have brought me here. Brought you here, and it feels like the biggest miracle in the world.

I love you. Remember. They cannot take it

I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.

Those who do not want to imitate anything, produce nothing.

As you awaken to the new day, put your hands to your heart, breath in and say: I am loved. I am love. I love, I love, I love.

Take me on a journey to the place of souls, ” she whispered as he moved closer. “I want to close my eyes and feel a little piece of heaven…with you.

Admitting failure is quite cleansing, but never - pleasurable.

Doing makeup was a way to create characters, only I got tired of doing it for other people.

If I could smoke from more than one orifice, I most certainly would.

My parents were pretty liberal, but they were still parents. I definitely had my teenage rebellion.

Golf is golf. You hit the ball, you go find it. Then you hit it again.

I think of architecture as a piece of clothing to wrap around human beings

You don't worry about being liked. You have to be yourself.