Don't worry, now that I know about your little ego problem, I'll do my best to look all gushy when you pound you chest.

Life gives us choices. You either grab on with both hands and just go for it, or you sit on the sidelines.

She was temptation wrapped in casual elegance.

The trouble is not really in being alone, it's being lonely. One can be lonely in the midst of a crowd, don't you think?

And maybe that was love. Being so vulnerable and allowing someone else in so far they could hurt you, but they also give you everything.

We never can just stop time. Or take moments back. Life doesn't work that way, does it?

I made the decision fifteen years ago that you were my life. My everything. You were with me in my dreams my dark lover my friend and confidant.

She didn't know how to love, to give herself to someone, to out herself in someone else's keeping and take him into hers. She didn't trust anyone with her heart - or the darker places of her soul.

It's all well and good to look back after the fact and see what we should have done, but we rarely know what path is best when we take that first step.

Betrayal is never easy to handle and there is no right way to accept it.

If what he said was the truth, it broke her heart. If what he said was a lie, it was broken anyway.

The fact to which we have got to cling, as to a lifebelt, is that it is possible to be a normal decent person and yet be fully alive.

Come to think of [a handsome young carpenter], Harrison Ford used to be a carpenter.

Here's a man who was twice elected to the most powerful position on Earth despite needing a TelePrompTer to correctly identify what year it was.

It was a lone voice in the middle of the ocean, but it was heard at great depth and great distance.

It's fun to get really intense and emotionally detailed and complicated.

It's a crooked system, but gin straight take the pain away.

I think that the economics of book publishing favor hits with long book runs. You make all your money on the last bunch of books, not the first.

I'm standing in the desert, waiting for my ship to come in.

I think Russia has already turned the toughest pages in its history. We're only moving forward now, only get stronger.

Am I supposed to be a man? Am I supposed to say, 'It's okay, I don't mind, I don't mind'? Well, I mind! I mind big time! And you know what the worst part is? I never learned to read!