Love enters us like a vague ailment. Your head spins. Your underarms tingle. Love hurts and love has consequences: marriage, babies, separation, longing, human complications.

Between the lines of every book the writer reveals their own secrets.

When you lose yourself in a book the hours grow wings and fly.

Beautiful girls are not a decoration, arm candy, an object. They are, whether they know it or not, the very essence of our humanity.

A beautiful woman is like a painting and remains beautiful no matter how old she is.

I am made of words. Cut me & I bleed sentences. Read me, & I speak to your soul.

All good art is political. Between the lines of every book, the author implants messages for the unsuspecting reader. If not, what point does it serve?

One passion leads to another. It's passion that makes the wheels of life turn, passion for work, passion for pleasure, passion for passion.

If you add the shadow of death to a moment of passion you are in that instant free of all normal ties, your mind grows still and your body enters a state of non-being.

Destiny is desire meeting opportunity. You become who you are driven to be.

We make our own destiny, not because we can see the road ahead, but because we cannot see the road ahead. It is the road, the motion, the forward movement, that takes us to ourselves.

The will to love, the desire to help, and an open mind with gratitude can unlock the door to eternal happiness.

Akil, humans have these wonderful little things we like to cling onto, called souls. The jury’s still out as to whether demons have them, I sincerely doubt you do." ~ Muse.

Stop spending your time; start investing your time.

I want everybody to think alike. I think everybody should be a machine.

Most of the time one night blends into the next and weeks blend into weeks and months into other months. And sooner or later we all die. But at the beginning of the night anything’s possible.

If I'm honest with myself, I think it's probably true I have learned more in my life through pain than through joy. But hopefully that's changing.

There is nothing like tasting the grit of fear for rediscovering that the umbilical cord is made of piano wire.

A good story needs conflict, and virtual reality is a great hypothetical way to create conflict. ... In some ways, the future is going to be more boring than we think.

It is said that there are three sources of evil, "the world, the flesh, and the Devil"; but the world and the flesh would be innocent were it not for the Devil.