Make your choice and accept the consequences.

Fate is the malevolent little jester sitting up in the heavens and pondering over how ridiculous we humans are and he does his best to make fools out of all of us. And sooner or later he succeeds.

... I discovered life sometimes has a way of giving you what you need, but not in the form you expect.

I think in a moment of weakness, you might surprise yourself.

A well-read woman is a dangerous creature.

I want to fill every part of you, breathe the air from your lungs and leave my handprints on your soul. I want to give you more pleasure than you can bear.

You are your own worst enemy. If you can learn to stop expecting impossible perfection, in yourself and others, you may find the happiness that has always eluded you.

He was my confidant, the person who was always on my side even when he wasn't taking my side.

Most men don't seem to get that telling a pissed-off woman to calm down is like throwing gunpowder on a fire.” ~ Liberty Jones

A couple of times in your life, it happens like that. You meet a stranger, and all you know is that you need to know everything about him.

I've always thought it was about finding the right person. But it's about choosing the right person, isn't it?

An author, whether good or bad, or between both, is an animal whom every body is privileged to attack: for though all are not able to write books, all conceive themselves able to judge them.

Our lives are the sum of our memories. How much are we willing to lose from our already short lives by … not paying attention?

Wars and elections are both too big and too small to matter in the long run. The daily work - that goes on, it adds up.

You see,' [Armand] said, 'killing other vampires is very exciting; that is why it is forbidden under penalty of death.

Pictures and shapes are but secondary objects and please or displease only in the memory.

When we read, we fancy we could be martyrs; when we come to act, we cannot bear a provoking word.

Lacy was a pleasurable fight. It wasn't my hardest fight because I won every single minute of every single round.

To me, love isn't all. I must look up, not down, trust and honor with my whole heart, and find strenght and integrity to lean on

Life is short, God's way of encouraging a bit of focus.

The solitary Bee Whose buzzing was the only sound of life, Flew there on restless wing, Seeking in vain one blossom where to fix.