My brother spent a large portion of the agonizingly slow drive to school banging his forehead on the stearing wheel.

Thinking something does not make it true. Wanting something does not make it real.

I was going to kiss him, and I was going to regret it. But at that moment, I couldn't bring myself to care.

What would you do if I kissed you right now?"I stared at his beautiful face and his beautiful mouth and I wanted nothing more than to taste it. "I would kiss you back.

He didn't look like the same person who picked me up this morning. Noah--sarcastic, distant, untouchable Noah--cared. And that made him real.

You could start a fire with the heat between you two.""You're mistaking bitter animosity for heartfelt affection.

I hate you, " I muttered.Noah smiled wider. "I know.

You smell good, " he whispered into my neck. He was warm against me. Instinctively, I arched back into him and smiled. "Really?" "Mmm-hmm. Delicious. Like bacon.

Your level of neuroses will only find love in a made-for-TV movie.

You're supposed to say, 'All I want is your happiness. I'll do whatever it takes, even if it means being without you.'""Sorry, " Noah said. "I'm just not that big of a person.

I stifled a yawn. "It's too early to be such an asshat, Daniel.

I yearn to make these scars disappearAnd to forget about the past.To throw away all of my fearsAnd to be happy at last.

There is something in age that ever, even in its own despite, must be venerable, must create respect and to have it ill treated, is to me worse, more cruel and wicked than anything on earth

Nobody is lost until somebody has given up.

To understand a cat, you must realize that he has has own gifts, his own viewpoint, even his own morality

I feel lost not doing art, unsatisfied, anxious, bored. Everything else in comparison seems not terribly important.

I'd say I got three or four offers for films that had female directors, so in my career I haven't had that opportunity before. That's exciting.

The dove, O hawk, that has once been wounded by thy talons, is frightened by the least movement of a wing. [Lat., Terretur minimo pennae stridore columba Unguibus, accipiter, saucia facta tuis.]

Unfortunately, the way the world is constructed, a lot of people have no chance, from day one.

A good old man, sir. He will be talking. As they say, when the age is in, the wit is out.