Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children is a amazing book, I love it

I used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was.

Sometimes it's better not to look back.

If I'd kept my heart better armored, where would I be now?

Sometimes you just need to go through a door.

I was here for a reason. There was something I was meant not simply to be, but to do- and it wasn't to run or hide or give up the minute things seemed terrifying and impossible.

I liked this idea: that peculiarness wasn't a deficiency, but an abundance; that it wasn't we who lacked something normals had, but they who lacked peculiarness. That we were more, not less.

Strange, I thought, how you can be living your dreams and your nightmares at the very same time.

If you must fail ... fail spectacularly!

We cling to our fairy tales until the price for believing in them becomes too high.

There was a girl who could fly, a boy who had bees living inside him, a brother and sister who could lift boulders over their heads.

Whatever is worthy of adventure, can only be experienced.

The Truth refreshes the soul. And revive the spirit.

While I meditate on the gulf towards which I travelled, and reflect on my youthful disobedience, for these things I weep, mine eye runneth down with water.

A goodtrap, like a good story, has to arise naturally from the environment.It has to be seamless. If the prey suspects what’s coming, they’ll bolt.

Today however, a new generation must arise that will take their works further. This generation must rely less on signs and wonders but rely more on developing skills and building industries

Sports are in my soul. That's what drives me.

It is only to the individual that a soul is given. And the high destiny of the individual is to serve rather than to rule, or to impose himself in any other way.

Our target market is recreational bettors, but that doesn't mean we expel the wise guys. A big bet for us is maybe $10,000.

Fortune to one is Mother, to another is Step-mother.

I make music because I like making music.