Everyone sounded the same when they died.

Some things you hear with your ears. Others, you hear with your heart.

The best lies were always mixed with truth.

But death was her curse and her gift, and death had been her good friend these long, long years.

To escape death, she'd become death.

Perhaps there was an unstoppable magic inherent in music and art.

Chaol, " he said, looking over his shoulder. Dorian's eyes were frozen, his jaw clenched. "Treat her well.

Celaena knew where she was before she awoke. And she didn't care. She was living the same story again and

In every way that counted, I failed him.

Hide from fate all you like, ” Baba Yellowlegs said as they turned away. “But it shall soon find you!

Ashryver eyes.The fairest eyes, from legends oldof brightest, ringed with gold.

I have to say that the judges and our judiciary system makes better decisions than the politicians.

Show me your achievement, and the knowledge will give me courage for mine.

I think a snob would be a person who thinks he is entitled; he has good things in his life and is entitled to them.

When you look in the mirror what do you see? Do you see the real you, or what you have been conditioned to believe is you?

Life becomes difficult when you're in this public eye, and I think that we all relate to each other and I try and really talk about it in my music.

Learn from the purity of nature.

The greatest evils and the worst of crimes is poverty; our first duty, a duty to which every other consideration should be sacrificed, is not to be poor.

When you're in love with God, you're not afraid to yield your life to Him.

I'd like to film a British commercial; they're better than American ones.

I know what the structure of the language is.