It's strange being here with you. I hardly know you. But...sometimes it feels like we're the same person born into two different worlds.

If you want to rebel, rebel from inside the system.That's much more powerful than rebelling outside the system.

June has never looked more beautiful than she does now, unadorned and honest, vulnerable yet invincible.

Forever and ever, kid, until you're sick and tired of seeing me.

What a joke! Poor little rich girl's fallen in love with the Republic's most famous criminal.

Then I realize from the hollow sound of her gun's click that her gun isn't loaded. Apparently she just wants to slap me around with it.

Money is the most important thing in the world, you know. Money can buy you happiness, and I don't care what anyone else thinks.

In the mirror, I look the same. But I am a different person inside.I am a prodigy who knows the truth. I know exactly what I'm going to do.

But every now and then, when I steal a glance at the Girl, or feel her eyes on me, I helplessly drift back to thinking about her.

I'm supposed to hate you for what you did, I think. But her eyes linger on me in a way that refuses to let me.

Her sadness makes her impossibly beautiful, like snow blanketing a barren landscape.

I am the master of my own destiny, so I choose greatness and nothing less.

I love acting and certainly won't give it up, but it's part of a bigger canvas for me now.

Sacrifice is a step beyond convenience.

If there ever was a time that nothing existed, then nothing would exist now

Being a lady is an attitude.

We find by losing. We hold fast by letting go. We become something new by ceasing to be something old.

Sometimes journalists ask me, "What's the message?" There is no message. I think that fiction should not be trying to give messages. Just tell a story.

More and more, when I single out the person out who inspired me most, I go back to my grandfather.

Best productivity tool ever invented? Easy...the word "no".

In all of us, even in good men, there is a lawless wild-beast nature, which peers out in sleep.