It’s just so strange.You used to love me, and now you’re a strangerwho happens to know allof my secrets.

All this timeI drank you like the cure when maybeyou were the poison.

My battered heart will always be where the ocean meets the sand, I will break over and overEvery day. That is the best andworst part of me.

But my heart is an old house(the kind my mothergrew up in)hell to heat and cooland faulty in the wiringand though it’s nice to look atI have no businessinviting lovers in.

Be merciful until you can't be.Until you feel your heart begin to harden into a bullet.Then use that bullet.

I will love you when you are a still day.I will love you when you are a hurricane.

The good news is you survived. The bad news is you're hurt and no one can heal you but yourself.

We are more than the worst thing that's ever happened to us. All of us need to stop apologizing, for having been to hell and come back breathing.

I don't know whyI've got so much hopepinned to someone who will never call me home.

YOU NEVER NEED TO APOLOGIZEFOR HOW YOU CHOSE TO SURVIVE

I brought a knife to the gunfight. I am the knife. I am all blade.

We must be people who love to work

Father knew he might die that day, and he went anyway.

People love to have lived a great story, but few people like the work it takes to make it happen.

I knew the profanity used up and down my street would not go over the air... So I trained myself to say 'Holy Cow' instead.

The country's honor must be upheld at home and abroad.

When somebody says something bad about you, they feel bad about themselves in some way.

Life was such a strange thing, so permanent when one had it, so fleeting when it was lost- and those who lost it could never tell you what it was like, could they?

I did a lot of reading of the Bible and became fascinated with the idea of the Rapture. It's pretty wild. I hadn't heard of it until I was in college.

Every way of classifying a thing is but a way of handling it for some particular purpose.

Nay, we must think men are not gods, Nor of them look for such observancy As fits the bridal.