I wonder if I shall ever see her again, and I realize that I scarcely care. I can feel the sheets beneath me, and the cold air on my chest. I feel fine. I feel absolutely fine. I feel nothing at all.

I really don't know what "I love you" means. I think it means "Don't leave me here alone.

Go, and make interesting mistakes, make amazing mistakes, make glorious and fantastic mistakes. Break rules. Leave the world more interesting for your being here.

You’re alive. That means you have infinite potential. You can do anything, make anything, dream anything.

Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.

The one thing that you have that nobody else has is you. Your voice, your mind, your story, your vision. So write and draw and build and play and dance and live as only you can.

There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.

You have to finish things - that's what you learn from, you learn by finishing things.

People think dreams aren't real just because they aren't made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.

Google can bring you back 100,000 answers. A librarian can bring you back the right one.

Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.

Be loving and kind to everyone and every one will be loving and kind to you.

Despair sees no hope, while hope sees no despair.

Ivypool felt her mouth drop open "Hollyleaf? But...you you're dead!" "Obviously not, " the newcomer replied with an edge to her voice.

It is always our own self that we find at the end of the journey. The sooner we face that self, the better.

Show me a bad script and I will show you a big payday.

She's a serial kisser. I think her parents are French.

You can exert no influence if you are not susceptible to influence.

I definitely think with a lot of hard work, I can be a better player than I was last year, and hopefully, continue to raise the bar every year.

What ought to be done to the man who invented the celebrating of anniversaries? Mere killing would be too light.

When your first marriage goes into tragedy, you become very battle-scarred... I even thought of suicide. Luckily, I had known some happy marriages.