Don’t ever touch her again, ” Hayden growled.Kurt looked up, eyes wide. “Are you threatening me— over her? I’m like your brother, Hayden!” “Not anymore.

My brain must have felt sorry for me, so it’d created the only type of guy I could touch—a fantasy one.

You worry about hurting me, but you never seem to worry about me hurting you. And I’m the one with the killer touch.

Listen to me, Ember. I couldn’t hurt you. I can’t.” Hayden settled his eyes on me. They were softer than I’d ever seen. “I love you— I’ve loved you since the first time I saw you.

In the year 2025, the best men don't run for president, they run for their lives. . . .

My heart leaps up when I beholdA rainbow in the sky:So was it when my life began

It's really clear to me that you can't hang onto something longer than its time. Ideas lose certain freshness, ideas have a shelf life, and sometimes they have to be replaced by other ideas.

Fish farming, even with conventional techniques, changes fish within a few generations from an animal like a wild buffalo or a wildebeest to the equivalent of a domestic cow.

There is something very romantic about the orphan figure in American literature.

It is a device of mine never to grudge trouble in the pursuit of what seems to me really good and never to grudge payment for it afterwards.

Am I a fool to hope for kindness/support from someone u have given nothing but that to?

The athletic fool, to whom what heaven denied of soul, is well compensated in limbs.

You don't have to fight dragons to write books. You just have to live deeply the life you've been given.

[I]n every part of this eastern world, from Pekin to Damascus, the popular teachers of moral wisdom have immemorially been poets.