I thought I’d saved Kayden that night at the pool house, but I was wrong. I just bought him time until the next windstorm swept through.

So she searches for light, only to realize it's in her, like an ember equipped to ignite.

When it all comes down to it, it’s just me and her against the world. Always has been.

It's amazing how the things you remember forever are the things you'd rather forget and the things you desperately want to grasp onto seem to slip away like sand in the wind.

The cemetery is my sense of comfort, my sanctuary in a world of darkness, the one piece of light that i have in my life.

I'm just here,existing at the surface of the water,not quite drowning but not quite able to breathe.

In the existence of our lives, there is a single coincidence that brings us together and for a moment, our hearts beat as one.

Once a blooming red rose, full of streaming life in its veins. Now a wilting black petal rupturing with death and pain.

I don't believe that. I don't believe that there are bad things about you. Only things that you think are bad.

No one has ever needed me before because I’ve never let anyone that far in.

That’s you. Callie, you’re the only person that’s ever made me feel happy about anything. That night you saved me, you changed something in me—you made me want to live.

Total war is no longer war waged by all members of one national community against all those of another. It is total... because it may well involve the whole world.

If someone came up with a new idea for a pantomime that worked, then that would be great but we shouldn't step away from Jack and the Beanstalk, Aladdin or Mother Goose.

I see no reason to suppose these machines will ever force themselves into general use.

The show is 'Fix My Life!' Get it? Life. I do not fix people.

I used to sit in class and listen to the terms come floating down the room like paper airplanes.

The educated do not share a common body of information, but a common state of mind.

Renewable ethanol represents a clear opportunity to grow a significant portion of our own fuel locally and begin to break the hold imported fuels have on us.

Fall in love so madly that every leaf whispers words of love to your lover. Every raindrop explodes with only one word as it hits the Earth.

He whose book of the heart has been opened needs no other books.

God has a place and purpose for you, somewhere for you to be and something for you to do. You never will be happy elsewhere, nor can you please God anywhere but there.