I'm alone, inside the world of the story. My favorite feeling in the world.

When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

If you remember me, then I don't care if everyone else forgets.

Every one of us is losing something precious to us. Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back again. That’s part of what it means to be alive.

Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.

No matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away.

In dreams begins responsiblities.

The journey I'm taking is inside me. Just like blood travels down veins, what I'm seeing is my inner self and what seems threatening is just the echo of the fear in my heart.

Even chance meetings are the result of karma… Things in life are fated by our previous lives. That even in the smallest events there’s no such thing as coincidence.

It's easy to forget things you don't need anymore.

If you think God’s there, He is. If you don’t, He isn’t. And if that’s what God’s like, I wouldn’t worry about it.

(Can you understand your own dreams, which arise with mushrooms' rank richness in the night-forests within your skull?)

Be still my soul.

Diamonds are only lumps of coal that stuck to their jobs.

I closed my eyes. I forced myself to relax, to remember that here, now, and always, I was the predator.

Follow your dreams, because your dreams won't follow you.

I know I might rub people the wrong way sometimes, but I'm just a kid living my dream... I'm enjoying my life.

The Marine Corps ... took a boy and made him a man.

Medical statistics are a little bit like a bikini: what they reveal is suggestive, but what they conceal is vital.

The only reason men fail is because of broken focus

Matter and force are the two names of the one artist who fashions the living as well as the lifeless.