It's funny how you can forget everything except people loving you. Maybe that's why humans find it so hard getting over love affairs. It's not the pain they're getting over, it's the love.

But grief makes a monster out of us sometimes . . . and sometimes you say and do things to the people you love that you can't forgive yourself for.

Maybe memories should be left the way they are.

How can you just forget a person completely until the moment you see his face again?

City people. They may know how to street fight but they don't know how to wade through manure.

Don't believe in God. Love the world just the way it is.

Was. What does was actually mean? The verb to be. Past tense of is. Does it mean that someone is no longer being?

He took my hand, made me stand on the branch and asked, "What can you see from here?" "Nothing" I said, "Know what I can see? From this distance everything is so bloody perfect".

And at that moment Jude thought something that he would never forgive himself for.He wished that he had never met any of them.

If she allowed herself to give in to the whole sadness of it, she'd never ever be able to operate like a normal person again.

I hear Mr. Palmer tell Hannah that it was an electrical fault. Five arsonists in one school and it ends up being something so technically boring.

Embrace high expectations from “demanding” parents if what they are demanding is your positive growth and learning.

...intimacy isn't something men talk about. They may talk about politics, literature, stocks, or sports, depending on the man, but about their love lives they keep silent, even to their dying breath.

I love them very much. All animals big and small. You can name an ant for instance.

If the English language made any sense, lackadaisical would have something to do with a shortage of flowers.

When we play a game, we tackle tough challenges with more creativity, more determination, more optimism, and we're more likely to reach out to others for help.

Why did happy memories fade and blur until one could scarcely recall them at all, while horrible memories seemed to retain their blinding clarity and painful sharpness?

In China, the social network is a bit different. But I am active there too.

Philosophies fall away like sand, and creeds follow on another like the withered leaves of Autumn.

Despite the impression you may have from watching too much TV, movies are not about reproducing reality. Theyre about telling stories.

There is no uniform, global model for democracy.