For happy are the merciful for they shall, too, know mercy.

We love against the night, burning like stars against the darkness of bread and circuses.

The happiness in our hearts is there for we dare to dream in light when the world tells us to scream in the darkness.

Love is the reason why, even in suffering, we smile.

All bowmen are caught between heaven and earth, born to discovery, choosing to love and raise their eyes high to a future that is apparent only through the strength of their hope.

For in the sorrow, there is also our happiness.

The marriage bond is more than a civil contract. It is a reward for loving well.

There will always be trouble so there will always be a time for heroes

Where are you, oh heart, which I loved from the start? Did you ever arrive? How long must we stay apart?

Through all people, the Music of Love would pour, bringing light to the swords that sped through the darkness. And the light of their blades would lead the constellations to their destination.

We must only believe.

Kindness can be short, sweet, transient, and random, but its effects echo forever.

No matter how long the journey takes, don’t give up. Keep travelling onwards.

A woman / who loves a woman / is forever young.

It’s only on the brink that people find the will to change. Only at the precipice do we evolve.

If I could tell the story in words, I wouldn't need to lug around a camera.

Women are all so far Machiavellians that they are never either good or bad by halves; their passions are too strong, and their reason too weak, to do anything with moderation.

It is often the case with finer natures, that when the fire of the spirit dies out with increasing age, the power of the intellect is unaltered or increased.

We are being swallowed up by the popular culture of the United States, but then the Americans are being swallowed up by it too. It's just as much a threat to American culture as it is to ours.

I loved The Weird (one of the stories in it inspired Blackalley in Discourse).

True happiness is found in unselfish Love, A love which increases in proportion as it is shared.