Don't you get it? You can't tell me what to feel.

But how could anyone who's ever seen a summer - big explosion of green and skies lit up electric with splashy sunsets, a riot of flowers and wind that smells like honey - pick the snow?

Live free or die.

It's funny, isn't it? When you are young you just want to be old, and then later you wish you could go back to being a kid.

How can someone have the power to shatter you to dust--and also to make you feel so whole?

Fridays are the hardest in some ways: you’re so close to freedom.

Dystopian novels help people process their fears about what the future might look like; further, they usually show that there is always hope, even in the bleakest future.

And when it started to get dark you pointed to the sky, and told me there was a star for every thing you loved about me.

i think of all the thousands of billions of steps and missteps and chances and coincidences that have brought me here. Brought you here, and it feels like the biggest miracle in the world.

I love you. Remember. They cannot take it

I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.

Dare to dream big. Never fear to fail. Take actions with love.

With the discipline of the body comes discipline of the soul.

I've decided to retire from top class racing. It has been an incredible experience and has provided with me some unforgettable moments.

Martyrdom has always been a proof of the intensity, never of the correctness of a belief.

Your best friend should bring out the best in you

He never said "Don't tell your mama." He never had to say it. I did not know how to tell anyone what I felt, what scared me and shamed me... (109)

The Heart asks Pleasure--first-- And then--Excuse from Pain

Who cares and who doesn't care about a project, is going to shape the project in a significant way.

Like any sport, if you can clinch it sooner, clinch it sooner. It just makes the celebration that much sweeter.

When will American men learn how to stand up to the nagging by the intolerant, uncivil feminists whose sport is to humiliate men?