Love them that hate you, but you can't love those you hate.

All the variety, all the charm, all the beauty of life is made up of light and shadow.

He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.

I think... if it is true that there are as many minds as there are heads, then there are as many kinds of love as there are hearts.

Be bad, but at least don't be a liar, a deceiver!

Respect was invented to cover the empty place where love should be.

Hypocrisy in anything whatever may deceive the cleverest and most penetrating man, but the least wide-awake of children recognizes it, and is revolted by it, however ingeniously it may be disguised.

They ought to find out how to vaccinate for love, like smallpox.

If you look for perfection, you'll never be content.

it's much better to do good in a way that no one knows anything about it.

Anything is better than lies and deceit!

The problem with gender is that it prescribes how we ´should' be rather than recognizing how we are.

They're terrified of us Firefly, all of them are.""Well, good, " I replied, forming a tiny ball of flames in my fingertips, which were curled round the handle on the back of the bike. "They should be.

Contemporary movies just drive me crazy. The violence and the sentimentality and the spiritual materialism and Theism and the incredible indulgence in ignorance is so claustrophobic.

Politics is about winning. If you don't win, you don't get to put your principles into practice. Therefore, find a way to win, or sit the battle out.

If you're going to be a player people will remember, you have to win the Open at St. Andrews.

Humility is a do thing, not a feel thing. Humility is an action, not a style.

I've learned that social media and our private lives, you know, our private lives are not so private anymore, so it takes a little bit of getting used to.

No one drives in Manhattan - in fact, many of the folks who live in Manhattan don't even have driving licenses!

I met my old lover on the street last night. She seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled. Then we talked about some old times and we drank ourselves some beers, still crazy after all these years.

I really like writing from real-life experiences. Audiences seem to prefer the stuff I couldn't have made up.