He gave a final shake of his coat. I go to the hunt!

And the world re-ordered itself around me. I spoke each word carefully. 'You are so stupid.

Some part of me knew that was important. That once it would have mattered terribly to me.

For he was the Fool now, all of Lord Chance and Lady Amber and Lord Golden scraped away by sorrow. He was no one's Beloved now.

I lied to hurt you. For letting him be dead while you lived. For being loved by him more than he loved me!He loved you more than he ever loved any of the rest of us!

Those were some astounding lies, cub. And the very last one the most inspired of all. You have your father's talent for it.

I was dying. And I had never been enough for anything.

If he ever wanted vengeance on me for all I did, he has it now. This is the worst thing he could do to me. Now I know how it feels to be left behind. As I left him.

As if he hadn't always known he was loved the best. That he was the Beloved.

It's not the sort of thing one asks of a friend. He hasn't offered, and I will not ask it. I will not tear him that way. I am trying to let go. I don't know how.

Dragons don't bother with introductions.

Tie me with love, clip all of my feathers, and take me anywhere.

Humanizing war?! You may as well talk of humanizing Hell. Sir John Fisher

I like The Smiths - I would love to do a song with The Smiths, because they are so sonically different.

I see far stronger and more charismatic personalities strolling around Philadelphia's neighborhoods than are being featured in most of today's bland daytime soaps.

It's so ironic that you often hear these right-wing people talking about the Constitution.

Some people get up in the morning, don't go to the gym, they go take a shower. Well, I go to the gym, and I get a shower too.

When I'm with a man, my work takes second place - all I really want to do is get through the day so I can rush home to be with him. That's because my man is the most important part of my life.

A tear dries quickly when it is shed for troubles of others.

Don’t let anyone steal your milk.

It is the sky that makes the earth so lovely at sunrise, and so splendid at sunset. In the one it breathes over the earth the crystal-like ether, in the other the liquid gold.