Idris: Are all people like this?The Doctor: Like what?Idris: So much bigger on the inside.

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.

Fear is a basic human instinct and an indicator of the gravity of a situation. It becomes an asset if it is effectively controlled. It becomes a weakness for a man if he lets it prevail over him.

What is the essence of having a mind, but yet living through the opinions of others?

My view of life is colored by humor and looking at the best in any situation.

Its not so much that we believe what we see, but that we see what we believe

White wine is like electricity. Red wine looks and tastes like a liquified beefsteak.

I find it odd that theres such strong objection to what is a clear way to assure that our elections are reliable and we can do a recount if there are any questions.

An absolute joy to read - it stimulates and engages. Westney is asking new questions not addressed elsewhere . . . and you will be drawn in by the author's inviting, yet quietly compelling style.

The hours trip rapidly away, hiding their dreams in their skirts.

It is generally agreed, that few men are made better by affluence or exaltation.

Schadenfreude is so nutritious.