It kills me sometimes, how people die.

A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.

Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.

If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter.

Often I wish this would all be over, Liesel, but then somehow you do something like walk down the basement steps with a snowman in your hands.

I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.

I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sand castles, houses of cards, that's where they begin. Their great skills is their capacity to escalate.

No matter how many times she was told that she was loved, there was no recognition that the proof was in the abandonment.

It was the beginning of the greatest Christmas ever. Little food. No presents. But there was a snowman in their basement.

As always, one of her books was next to her.

If you can't imagine it, think clumsy silence. Think bits and pieces of floating despair. And drowning in a train.

Every text session my crush introduce me with a new quality in her crush, and trust me it's crushing my emotions...!!

It took me ages to grow into being a woman, into being happy with it.

Good folk, I have no coin, To take were to purloin:I have no copper in my purse, I have no silver either, And all my gold is on the furzeThat shakes in windy weatherAbove the rusy heather.

I believe that the struggle against death the unconditional and self-willed determination to live is the mode of power behind the lives and activities of all outstanding men.

For her fifth wedding, the bride wore black and carried a scotch and soda.

Tulsa has world-class opera and Starbucks, and a religious conservatism that rules public life.

My view is that it is desirable to be both loved and feared; but it is difficult to achieve both and, if one of them has to be lacking, it is much safer to be feared than loved.

Drink, live like the Greeks, eat, gorge.

Lies exist only to be extinguished.

Two voices are there; one is of the sea, One of the mountains: each a mighty Voice.