I could lay here and stare at him forever. I don’t want to let go. Ever.

What’s wrong is that every morning and every night, I lie in bed wondering why you’re not beside me.

Society is better off with me in a gym.

Must have been some kind a nightmare.”“Yeah, ” I answer, my usual calm, vacant voice returning. “Can’t wait to wake up.

No human can bury their past indefinitely. It’s only a matter of time before you crack.

He leans in closer and closer until his breath caresses my mouth. I’m paralyzed. I swear he’s going to kiss me. I swear I’m going to let him.

Just breathe, " my mom would say, "Ten tiny breaths... Seize them. Feel them. Love them.

There’s no getting better, Storm. This is it.” There’s no coming back from the dead.

I barrel into his arms, my mouth connecting with his. Seizing him. Feeling him. Loving him.

Time really is one big continuous cloth, no? We habitually cut out pieces of time to fit us, so we tend to fool ourselves into thinking that time is our size, but it really goes on and on.

Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove, That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields.

I know that God has a plan for my life.

I'm going to do whatever I have to do to help a New Yorker, whether it's a girl on the street or a tenant in a housing development.

When we try to conceal our innermost drives, the entire being screams betrayal.

You gotta play the hand that's dealt you. There may be pain in that hand, but you play it. And I've played it.

No two wars are identical.

Acting requires absorption, but not self-absorption and, in the actor's mind, the question must always be 'Why am I doing this?,' not 'How am I doing it?

I appeal to women not to let themselves become corrupted by male power. Emancipation is something more than a 'ticket' to serve in the army.

To me, the lyrics mean more then the music, and that's the way it should always be.