Memory is like fiction; or else it's fiction that's like memory.

Unclose your mind. You are not a prisoner. You are a bird in flight, searching the skies for dreams.

I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.

No matter how far you travel, you can never get away from yourself.

Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it's too late. Say what you're feeling. Waiting is a mistake.

I probably still haven’t completely adapted to the world. I don’t know, I feel like this isn’t the real world. The people, the scene: they just don’t seem real to me.

But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?

The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.

When I first met you, I felt a kind of contradiction in you. You’re seeking something, but at the same time, you are running away for all you’re worth.

When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.

When did you stop caring? he asked.When did you start noticing? she replied.

Some people are born with a brain that has this weird, magical mathematical thing that makes them an amazing jazz musician.

I'm down for whatever. You just lead the way. We go to dinner you don't even look at me to pay

Whether you're 9 or 90, stop trying to fix the things you're bad at, and focus on the things you're good at.

We try to get our quick feet and our hands going for the games and we spend a couple of days in the gym.

And as ridiculous as it may sound, sometimes all any of us needs in life is for someone to hold our hand and walk next to us.

Being alone does not mean you are lonely, and being lonely does not mean you are alone.

The piebald mare paws at the sand; I see her digging out of the corner of my eye and hear her grinding her teeth. That bridle's her curse, this island her prison. She still smells of rot.

If you haven't done your mental homework in training, you don't have anything to fall back on when you face.

There are two completely different Britains. There's London, and there's the rest of Britain.