I am a mass of contradictions.

The funny thing about stop signs is that they're also start signs.

I realize Jubilee is a bit of a stripper name. You probably think I have heard the call of the pole.

Writing is one of the few careers for which you essentially train yourself, the other two major ones being juggling and pickpocketing.

i miss you so much it's giving me a pain in my pancreas.

Fear can't hurt you," she said. "When it washes over you, give it no power. It's a snake with no venom. Remember that. That knowledge can save you.

It's always easier to say good-bye when you know it's just a prelude to hello.

You can never visit the same place twice. Each time, it's a different story. By the very act of coming back, you wipe out what came before.

I like you because you were mad. And you're pretty. And pretty sane for a mad person.

Guilt isn't always a rational thing, Clio realized. Guilt is a weight that will crush you whether you deserve it or not.

I have no phobias. Phobias are irrational. My fears are rational and CAREFULLY CULTIVATED, like roses.

I've always loved joining clubs--although, in truth, they're usually book clubs." ~Robecca Steam

Have a scaffold erected in the square. We shall hang a traitor or two before dinner. And perhaps afterwards as well.” - Princess Karena

At some point in your life, if you're lucky, you get to design the way in which things evolve.

We don't have faith in reason; we use reason because, unlike revelation, it produces results and understanding. Even discussing why we should use reason employs reason!

And on the Tree of Life, The middle tree and highest there that grew, Sat like a cormorant.

I suppose the longer anyone spends on earth, the closer we all get to becoming superfluous characters.

I like being a big fish in a small pond. I'm not interested in a huge audience because it brings headaches.

The sad rhyme of the men who proudly clung To their first fault, and withered in their pride.

Things you plan in life usually turn out to be meaningless, things you accumulate without knowing it become your real treasure.

Christian creeds and doctrines, the clergy's own fatal inventions, through all the ages has made of Christendom a slaughterhouse, and divided it into sects of inextinguishable hatred for one another.