I was a huge bookworm as a kid, and you could usually find me reading something with a dragon on its cover.

You are my heart, my life, my entire existence.

My fall began, as many stories do, with a girl.

A little warning would’ve been nice. You couldn’t have said, ‘Hey, as part of your training today, I’m going to beat you senseless’?

My, aren't we bossy today. Give a girl an army and it goes straight to her head.

You will always be a monster - there is no turning back from it. But what kind of monster you become is entirely up to you.

I don't believe in fate," he said carefully, "but... I do believe everything happens for a reason. That there is some plan, some meaning to this darkness we live in.

And I swear, if there is a way for us to be together, I will find it. No matter how long it takes. If I have to chase your soul to the ends of eternity, I won't stop until I find you, I promise.

Touch her, and I'll freeze your testicles off and put them in a jar. Understand?

As cities grow and technology takes over the world, belief and imagination fade away, and so do we.

I guess the sacrifice of my dignity is the only thing that will save us now. The things I endure for love. The Fates laugh at my torment.

Exercising a spiritual gift without showing true love is meaningless.

At the pit's bottom is no anger.

Eighteen pockets in one suit? I haven't the time.

I think my biggest revelation was to write entirely from the heart, and to convey emotion, even when it meant forcing myself to feel uncomfortable in doing so.

Everyone thinks that religion is the ball and chain. But the reality is that sin is the ball and chain. A relationship with Christ is the freedom that people are looking for in alcohol and drugs.

Good teaching is more a giving of right questions than a giving of right answers.

The English have all the material requisites for the revolution. What they lack is the spirit of generalization and revolutionary ardour.

Max lifted his head, with great sorrow and great astonishment. 'There were stars,' He said. 'They burned my eyes.’ ...from a Himmel street window, he wrote, the stars set fire to my eyes.

Am I Getting Lazy? Am I Too Busy? Am I Becoming Arrogant? Am I Getting Timid? If you answer 'yes' to any one of these questions, that's your warning to Kick that attitude!

Show me a thoroughly satisfied man - and I will show you a failure.