Losing your life is not the worst thing that can happen. The worst thing is to lose your reason for living.

What is worse? Taking the life of a person who wants to live or taking death from a person who wants to die.

And what’s your unhappiness due to, Harry?The words came out before he had time to think. “Loving someone who loves me.

You are Bellman, aren’t you? The genius who sent the sauna ape after me?” Harry nodded toward the Finn.

Harry doesn't like people, you see." "I do like people, " Harry said. "I just don't like being with them. Particularly when there's a lot of them at the same time.

Perhaps that was a thing about attractive women: A rejection demanded their respect, made them trust you more.

A rat is neither good nor evil. It just does what a rat is suppose to do. From Phantom

Wilhelm’s smile reminded Harry of his father’s sad, resigned smile, the smile of a man looking backwards because that’s where the things that made him smile were.

Did you know that darkness has a taste, Grandma?

no one is as they seem, and most of life, apart from honest betrayal, is lies and deceit. And the day we discover we are no different is the day we no longer want to live.

Smoking’s banned in my house. Cigarettes harm your body, ” he said, knocking back half of the bottle of beer.

A determined man, a man who believes himself grossly abused, does not listen to reason

In the midst of uncertainty, Doubt stealthy in. And in the face of Doubt, One must hold steadfast to Hope.

We are new every day.

There's a counter for every hold and a hold for every counter, and a lunch counter for every person that you know Schivone.

What makes a great song - you dont put it into words. You feel it. The perfect lyric. The perfect melody. It makes you feel something.

It's much too late to save myself from falling.

Sometimes I hate having a conscience, and a stupidly thorough sense of honor.

Take every failure as an experience, cause to be successful you need experience.

We see our homeland more clearly when we are away from it than when we are in it.

The task of art today is to bring chaos into order. Artistic productivity is the capacity for being voluntarily involuntary.