It’s you, ” he whispers. There is wonder in his voice. “Is it?” I whisper back, my voice trembling with all the emotions I’ve kept hidden for so long

Time heals all wounds. But not this one. Not yet.

Sometimes, the sun sets earlier. Days don’t last forever, you know. But I’ll fight as hard as I can. I can promise you that.

My heart's been torn wide open, just like I feared it would be, and I have no willpower to close it back up.

Day, the champion of the people, the one who can't bear to see those around him suffer on his behalf, who would gladly give his life for those he loves.

Tell me there is still good in the world. Tell me there is still hope for all of us.

I scream for everything that has gone wrong. I scream for everything broken in our lives.

I always knew, on some level, that I wouldn't live long. It's simply not written in my stars.

Without emotion, what's the point of being human?

Can one mistake really destroy a lifetime together?

I’ve been searching a long time for something I think I lost. I felt like I found something when I saw you back there.

Tenderness is the repose of passion.

The first bout of warm spring rain caused normally respectable women to pull off their stockings and run through muddy puddles alongside their children.

I couldn't imagine being a girl. The bullshit routine they had to go through just to get out the door consumed half of their lives.

And really, I think I like who I'm becoming.

Often, the idea that there can be a wide range of translations of one text doesn't occur to people - or that a translation could be bad, very bad, and unfaithful to the original.

If a person offends you, and you are in doubt as to whether it was intentional or not, do not resort to extreme measures; simply watch your chance, and hit him with a brick.

A man seldom thinks with more earnestness of anything than he does of his dinner.

Thinking through how you find that intersection between individual, compelling human narratives and structural, systemic injustices - that's the place that's most interesting to me as a reporter.

Play with me and you play with fire.

Man exists only insofar as he is separated from his surroundings. The cranium is a space-traveler's helmet. Stay inside or you perish.