Is there innocence in ignorance? And if there is, do we tolerate other for their innocence's sake?

Forgive me, " I wrote at the bottom. "I did not think I would break.

There is no loss, if you cannot remember what you have lost.

[We] need people who are kind by instinct, not by effort. But that is what we lack in this time. For progress, we have eaten our souls up, and nothing matters anymore.

Time, it transpires, is not so good at telling after all.

To regret your soul is to regret your past.

For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second is gone, too, the moment in which I spoke by your side. It is dead. Let it die.

She'd secretly had a crush on him since they were twelve years old. Last summer, she'd fallen for him hard.

The reason why you can't is because you never tried

I'd written personal essays before, but never on this scale -- never so often and with such, er, honesty. (If by honesty I mean slashing my wrists and hemorrhaging all over the computer screen).

I met this girl when I was ten years old, And what I loved most she had so much soul. She was old school, when I was just a shorty Never knew throughout my life she would be there for me.

Forgetting oneself is opening oneself

In the end these things matter most: How well did you love? How fully did you live? How deeply did you let go?

The weak overcomes the strong. The soft overcomes the hard. Everybody in the world knows this, still nobody makes use of it.

You can think about your career or you can think about your job. I like to think about my job.

I think that we must face the fact that in reality, you cannot have economic and political equality without having some form of social equality. I think this is inevitable.

Act with the greatest determination and on the offensive. The defensive is the death of every armed rising.