Change not only was inevitable, but usually brought its own rewards.

I mean, if the relationship can't survive the long term, why on earth would it be worth my time and energy for the short term?

Life, he realize, was much like a song. In the beginning there is mystery, in the end there is confirmation, but it's in the middle where all the emotion resides to make the whole thing worthwhile.

In the end you should always do the right thing even if it's hard.

We are not perfect. We make mistakes. We screw up but then we forgive and move forward.

He stared at her, knowing with certainty that he was falling in love. He pulled her close and kissed her beneath a blanket of stars, wondering how on earth he'd been lucky enough to find her.

The pieces all fit together. Yet everything was falling apart.

Emotions come and go and can't be controlled so there's no reason to worry about them. That in the end, people should be judged by their actions since in the end it was actions that defined everyone.

Strange, what being forced to slow down could do to a person.

It hadn't been so long ago, yet sometimes she felt that she'd been an altogether different person back then.

People didn't change. they liked what they liked even if they didn't understand why.

Culture is taking the background you come from and either running with it or running from it.

I was a teen idol and that has a short shelf life.

There is no logic like the logic of the heart.

If a lunatic scribbles a jumble of mathematical symbols it does not follow that the writing means anything merely because to the inexpert eye it is indistinguishable from higher mathematics.

My life was sweeter than other people's and my death will be more terrible by the same degree.

Jeb Bush is very good on immigration, he's very good on education. He's a smart guy.

I wasn't a person who was longing forever to have a baby; the desire came up suddenly.

The will-to-live becomes the will-to-power.

It's like you can't even go on the radio anymore and condemn a whole subset of people to hell without getting some blowback.

From one tyrant to another. That is the world we know, now