And without my consent, with my defences in ruins, while my brain was sleeping, my stupid heart went and fell headfirst into love.

My last thought before falling asleep last night was a realisation that I was falling in love with Andrew. Well, not me exactly. My stupid, traitorous heart.

I think he won a tiny piece of my heart that day. If he didn't have the whole damn thing before then, he certainly had part of it now.

I kissed him softly and left my lips pressed to his for a few beats of my heart.

Silent tears are the worst. It's the sign of a broken spirit. No sound, no residual emotions... just tears. Silent, unstoppable tears.

This is the first rule of the last war:Trust No One

There is a great fulfillment when you commit your life to lifelong learning.

Jack had a way of sneaking up on her, like a cold or...a chin hair.

We all die alone. We shall endure death as once we endured birth. You can’t share either experience.

It is thus superstition infatuates man from his infancy, fills him with vanity, and enslaves him with fanaticism.

I love my mother Ali so much. I'm a momma's boy. I just have a very cool mom. It's not as though I had any say in the matter. I'm just really fortunate. She's the most kind, loving, giving woman.

Anyone who suggests that coming back from suicidal despair is a straightforward journey has never taken it.

who hasn't slept in an empty bed sometimes, longing for the embrace of another person on the achingly short trip to the grave?

He that has a great nose, thinks everybody is speaking of it.

Love, work and knowledge are the well-springs of our life. They should also govern it.