But the world moves on, even when you don't want it to, even when change feels like the end of everything. It never stops.

More than most, I know the pain of surviving.

Possessiveness isn’t love. I’m not even sure it qualifies as an emotion.

I'll always want him. Until every sun goes dark in every sky, until I am nothing more than long-forgotten cosmic dust, I will want him. And even then I suspect my particles will long for his.

Because I love you.' It was easy to say it this time now that I understood what it meant. Then I quoted his own words back to him. 'Not just when it's easy. All the time.

Sometimes the past needed to stay buried; it was the only way you could move on. And sometimes you had to dig it up, because that too was the only way.

A huntress never stabbed anything she didn't want to.

Most people can’t stomach silence; it provides too much opportunity to think about things they prefer to avoid.

Maybe I was just one of those people who couldn't rest easy unless things went catastrophically wrong.

My skill didn't lie in planning battles, only in fighting them.

Time is fluid, so the moments where everything feels perfect pass in a wink, and those where you're on your knees in despair drag on like the death of a thousand cuts.

Life & Death are beyond our control. We can’t control where, how, or when we are born & we can’t control where, how, or when we may die. Then why Worry about it.

The Boy looked at him for a long time before responding. “Well, as long as you’re my friend, I’ll never ignore you, ” he said with conviction. “I know what it’s like to be invisible to other people.

The only consistency in the way humans think about animals is inconsistency.

New York waiters, probably the surliest in the Western world . . . are better images of their city than that journalistic favorite the taxi driver.

All my life I wanted to accomplish something worthwhile-a thing people will say took a little something.

All too often, a successful new business model becomes the business model for companies not creative enough to invent their own.

My opinion is borne out of my childhood, my faith, my beliefs. That marriage is between one man and one woman.

I think it was Mark Twain who said, “Get your facts straight, and then you can distort them as much as you like.

Redheaded Peckerwood, which unerringly walks the fine line between fiction and nonfiction, is a disturbingly beautiful narrative about unfathomable violence and its place on the land

I don't watch many comic-book movies. But I loved 'Sin City.'