It made her think about how she couldn't believe how big the universe was, but how small it was for her.

For the girls with messy hair and thirsty hearts.

Sometimes I can't see myself when I'm with you. I can only just see you.

To not do what you can to protect someone, that's cowardly.

You have to be careful who you meet. You can't unmeet them.

Things hurt and then don't hurt and hurt again.

Sometimes love means not being able to bear seeing the one you love the way they are, when they're not what you hoped for them.

Loyalty was a funny thing. So was love. They both bit you when you least expected it.

And I never expected that you could have a broken heart and love with it too, so much that it doesn't seem broken at all.

Sometimes I think that maybe we are just stories. Like we may as well just be words on a page, because we're only what we've done and what we are going to do.

The rain sounded like it was washing the whole world away.

I will think of you every time I need to be reminded that there is beauty and goodness in the world.

For a knowledge of intimacy, localization in the spaces of our intimacy is more urgent than determination of dates.

Introspection is a devouring monster.

I have a pretty good math mind, so I can see patterns, but I don't have a great ear. It's like a tragedy - I can see so much more natural musical ability in so many other people.

suicide is a crime - the only crime that, if successful, guarantees that the perpetrator will not be punished for it. This makes it the most serious crime of all.

The dome of thought, the palace of the soul.

I was ever the realist, sometimes to my sorrow. But seldom to my regret.

When I don't know what the music is going to be for a scene, I imagine some sort of orchestration going on and damned if they don't usually come up with a similar kind of thing.

The American dream. Those three short, simple words encompass the hopes and aspirations of all the peoples on earth. The words are not only short and simple. They are also fragile.

In the end, history, especially British history with its succession of thrilling illuminations, should be, as all her most accomplished narrators have promised, not just instruction but pleasure.