Going to a party, for me, is as much a learning experience as, you know, sitting in a lecture.

I loved school so much that most of my classmates considered me a dork.

Cute is when your personality shines through your looks.

Smart women love smart men more than smart men love smart women.

I am a very strict vegetarian. ...I just really, really love animals, and I act on my values.

My dad's a doctor, and when I was 8, I went to one of his medical conferences where they were demonstrating laser surgery on a chicken. I was so mad that a chicken had to die, I never ate meat again.

Social networking is playing a huge role in creating awareness and mobilizing support for all kinds of common interests. What better way to use this remarkable tool than to change the world?

I'm a Gemini, so I change my mind every day.

When you get older, you realize it's a lot less about your place in the world but your place in you. It's not how everyone views you, but how you view yourself

If you can't laugh at yourself, life is going to seem a whole lot longer than you'd like.

The moment you buy into the idea that you're above anyone else, is the moment you need to be slapped in the face.

The issue is now quite clear. It is between light and darkness and every one must choose his side.

The guns reminded me that this was just an attempt to punch holes in the darkness that enveloped us now.

There are only two things: love, all sorts of love, with pretty girls, and the music of New Orleans or Duke Ellington. Everything else ought to go, because everything else is ugly.

A darkness different from Ember's, but just as frightening...

As a child, I was a brat, and my parents didn't know how to control me. So they told me ghost stories, which stayed with me. I am still petrified of darkness and being alone.

Jane Eyre "I desired more...than was within my reach. Who blames me? Many call me discontented. I couldn't help it: the restlessness is in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes.

Every man is a diary in which he writes one story while intending to write another. His humblest moment is when he compares the two

Twentieth-century Russian literature has produced nothing special except perhaps one novel and two stories by Andrei Platonov, who ended his days sweeping streets.

Believeth with the life, the pain shall stop.

Let none presume To wear an undeserved dignity.