I've wept enough in my life. I have no tears left.

Our spirit is mightier than the filth of our memories.

Do you love me?’ he asked instead. ‘Because if you don’t, I’d wait until you did. I’d wait weeks and months and years.

Do you want to know something about tyrants? When faced with death, they weep and they beg just like the rest of us.

Phaedra of Alonso’s death was a never-ending pain that gnawed at his insides. It made him a prisoner in his own cottage.

In the games of queens and kings, we leave our dreams at the door and we make do with what we have. Sometimes if we’re fortunate, we still manage to have a good life.

In the end, the sum of my vices is all me.

Because today, I think I'm leaning on the side of wonder.

Phaedra looked across the water and her eyes met Lucian’s. Their needs came second. It came from the privilege of being tr

Lucian's father had warned him to fear idle men. Without the pride gained from a good day's work, they were left to their vices and the doubts that crowded their head. Their hatred. Their envy.

I determine my own worth. If I had to rely on others, I'd have lain down and died waiting.

Being creative, joyful, happy, and beloved are the ultimate purposes of a profound life.

Every new day comes with a new joy, a new plan and a new life, all to be directed by the same old God! You need a new dream, a new passion and a new hope to pursue your old destiny!

The State always stands for swindling, intrigue, and privilege, and cannot stand for anything else.

As a younger man I wrote for eight years without ever earning a nickel which is a long apprenticeship, but in that time I learned a lot about my trade.

Every man, when he comes to be sensible of his natural rights, and to feel his own importance, will consider himself as fully equal to any other person whatever

The truth is, when girls are mean to you or make fun of you, it's because there's something wrong with them.

Why do scuba divers fall backwards off a boat? Because if they fell forwards they'd still be in the boat.

War is just when it is necessary; arms are permissible when there is no hope except in arms.

The modern mocha is a bittersweet concoction of imperialism, genocide, invention, and consumerism served with whipped cream on top

Running a start-up is like eating glass. You just start to like the taste of your own blood.