I know love is real because I feel it.

She has enough black eyeliner on to outline a corpse, and her skin's so pale she looks like she's just broken dawn.

I'm so proud of you that it makes me proud of me. I hope you know that.

I've never known before what it feels like to want someone - not to want to hook up with them or whatever, but to want them, to want them. And now I do. So maybe I do believe in epiphanies.

It's hard to believe in coincidence, but it's even harder to believe in anything else.

You could hold me and I could hold you. And it would be so peaceful. Completely peaceful. Like the feeling of sleep, but awake in it together.

I just want you to be happy. If that’s with me or with someone else or with nobody. I just want you to be happy.

he is both the source of my happiness and the one i want to share it with. i have to believe that’s a sign.

Because you're my friend, wingnut.

Such is life. We grow up. Planets like Tiny get new moons. Moons like me get new planets.

Keeping the box closed just keeps you in the dark, not the universe... but failing to open the box doesn't kill the cat.

You gain inner peace when you become comfortable with the reality of death.

You don't have to be great to start, but you have to start to be great.

Analyse it

We are trained to be employees, but no one said that we have endure a limited salary that barely keeps pace with inflation.

And when is there time to remember, to sift, to weigh, to estimate, to total?

Francesca: It's still a bit cold yet. Michael: Never stopped John and me. Francesca: Yes, well, you're Scottish. Your blood circulates quite well half frozen.

It's hard to be super full of yourself in Canada. If there was a motto of Canada, it would be, "Who do you think you are, eh?"

We can build a society grounded on friendship and our common humanity - a society founded on tolerance. That is the only road open to us.

Make your art a gift of inspiration to others to work toward better things.

Holly, I understand that you are upset because Gemma pulled down your ants, but why did you think pouring motor oil inside her backpack is the way to solve the problem?