Honor is for the living. Dead is dead.

Equality is a myth to protect the weak. some of us are strong in the Force, others are not. Only a fool believes otherwise.

The dark side is emotion, Bane. Anger, hate, love, lust. These are what make us strong, Peace is a lie. There is only passion. Your passion is still there, Bane. Seek it out. Reclaim it.

Honor is a fool's prize. Glory is of no use to the dead.

When you finally betray me, I hope you care enough to try to kill my yourself.

Whenever you feel hatred to your loved ones, start thinking about the love you felt once for your beloved.

Now, back in the reality that always lies in wait among the shadows of the Ensanche quarter, the enchantment was lifting, and all I had was painful desire and an indescribable restlessness.

That's what it felt like---that if I let a little of the hurt out, it would keep pouring out until I was a deflated balloon of a person, with a big monster of hurt in front of me.

My mom was a great cook so I always wanted to eat and make stuff. I did cooking in 4-H but it wasn't until I was out of college that I decided I wanted to make this my career.

I know there are people who don't read fiction at all, and I find it hard to understand how they can bear to be inside the same head all the time.

... far be it from a Frenchman to interfere with love.

I think being connected to younger people helps to keep you young and gives you a young attitude.

A life like Nixon's is filled with shame and filled with glory. He loved to quote Teddy Roosevelt: "He was a man; sometimes right, sometimes wrong, but he was a man." I love that line.

How many prison years in the years since Christ!

I don't know if I want a steady relationship, but I'm terrified of losing you.