Disappear! I scream the word in my mind, queen of the desolate landscape therein, ordering her ragged troops to a last stand.

So long as you fight the darkness, you stand in the light.

Your emotions make you human. Even the unpleasant ones have a purpose. Don't lock them away. If you ignore them, they just get louder and angrier.

Mercy is weakness. Offer it to your enemies and you might as well fall upon your own sword.

I should just build a bleeding house here, " I mutter as I pick myself up off the snow-covered ground. "Maybe get a few chickens. Plant a garden.

Don't lock yourself away from those who care about you because you think you'll hurt them - or they'll hurt you. What point is there in being human if you don't let yourself feel anything?

You fool, Helene. When you love, there is always more pain.

Failure doesn't define you. It's what you do after you fail that determines whether you are a leader or a waste of perfectly good air.

Don't lock yourself away from those who care about you because you think you'll hurt them or they'll hurt you. What point is there in being human if you don't let yourself feel anything?

Failure doesn't define you. It's what you do after the failure that determines whether you are a leader or a waste of perfectly good air.

You’re sure this is what you want?” I search her eyes for doubt, fear, uncertainty, but all I see is that fire. Ten hells“I’m sure”“Then I’ll find a way

Fairy tales and folk tales are for children and childlike people, not because they are little and inconsequential, but because they are as enormous as life itself.

I have my very own Oscar now to be with me until death us do part.

The more neurotic and evasive a person is, the shorter the range of his interests.

Work on psychological blocks like shame and guilt - they falsely color your reality.

The Church has its problems, but the older I get, the more comfort I find there.

Religion, in one sense, is a life of self-denial, just as husbandry, in one sense, is a work of death.

I could still do a suit, I just wouldn't have done that exact lapel situation.

I'm an Internet junkie.

We favor the visible, the embedded, the personal, the narrated, and the tangible; we scorn the abstract.

Love works in a circle, for the beloved moves the lover by stamping a likeness, and the lover then goes out to hold the beloved inreality. Who first was the beginning now becomes the end of motion.