Caleb told me that our mother said there was evil in everyone, and the first step to loving someone else is to recognize that evil in ourselves, so we can forgive them.

I keep finding myself stifled by the company of others and then crippled by loneliness when I leave them. I am terrified and I don't even know of what, because I have lost everything already.

If I let a little of the emotion out, all of it will come out, and it will never end.

It reminds me that no embrace will ever feel the same again, because no one will ever be like her again, because she's gone. She's gone, and crying feels so useless, so stupid, but it's all I can do.

I wonder if fears ever really go away, or if they just lose their power over us.

I feel like myself, strong and weak at once - allowed, at least for a little while, to be both.

You don’t believe things because they make your life better, you believe them because they’re true.

I laugh, and it's laughter, not light, that casts out the darkness building within me, that reminds me I am still alive, even in this strange place where everything I've ever known is coming apart.

I belong to the people I love, and they belong to me--they, and the love and loyaty I give them, form my identity far more than any word or group ever could.

I think you're still the only person sharp enough to sharpen someone like me.

I didn't know that idiocy caused people to just start spontaneously bleeding from the nose.

If there is one thing I dislike, it is the man who tries to air his grievances when I wish to air mine.

Hey there, Hallie, welcome to the next place we need a Deer Crossing sign.' I didn't know that deers could

Don't feel so small and condemn yourself. You are the universe, so love and compliment yourself.

I have absolutely no desire and no thought of quitting ever.

There is no subject so old that something new cannot be said about it.

Each moment of life is only as precious as is our ability to attend to it.

I have written every poem, every novel, for the same purpose-to find out what I think, to know where I stand.

Between our way of life and communism there can be no peace, no paralyzing coexistence, no gray neutralism. There can only be conflict-total and without reconciliation.

The more messes you allow into your life, the more messes will become a normal (and acceptable) part of your life.

Looking at her is like waking up.