I have had to give up so much, so many selves and lives already. I have grown up and out of the rubble of my old lives, of things and people I have cared for.

But how could anyone who's ever seen a summer - big explosion of green and skies lit up electric with splashy sunsets, a riot of flowers and wind that smells like honey - pick the snow?

Live free or die.

It's funny, isn't it? When you are young you just want to be old, and then later you wish you could go back to being a kid.

How can someone have the power to shatter you to dust--and also to make you feel so whole?

Fridays are the hardest in some ways: you’re so close to freedom.

Dystopian novels help people process their fears about what the future might look like; further, they usually show that there is always hope, even in the bleakest future.

And when it started to get dark you pointed to the sky, and told me there was a star for every thing you loved about me.

i think of all the thousands of billions of steps and missteps and chances and coincidences that have brought me here. Brought you here, and it feels like the biggest miracle in the world.

I love you. Remember. They cannot take it

I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.

Crime is a logical extension of the sort of behaviour that is often considered perfectly respectable in legitimate business.

If not you, who? If not now, when? The worst thing well-meaning people can do is simply let things remain as they are.

I always try to be myself. Ever since I was an introverted kid, I'd get on stage and be able to break out of my shell.

Whoever counters the malicious with malice can never be free, but one who feels no maliciousness pacifies those who hate. Hate brings misery to humanity so the wise man knows no hatred.

If I do my full duty, the rest will take care of itself.

No love that a man has will only give him pleasure in return- he shall also suffer pain because of it, except for love of Allah.

Nobody is superior, nobody is inferior, but nobody is equal either. People are simply unique, incomparable. You are you, I am I.

The right food always comes at the right time. Reliance on out-of-season foods makes the gastronomic year an endlessly boring repetition.

Our world has always had two kinds of changers, the social changers and the money changers.