My first job is to write the characters as full and authentic people as well as I can.

That's how you know you really trust someone, I think; when you don't have to talk all the time to make sure they still like you or prove that you have interesting stuff to say.

When the reader and one narrator know something the other narrator does not, the opportunities for suspense and plot development and the shifting of reader sympathies get really interesting.

The kind of life I want is to be a person who would get a personal note every day.

Try a little tenderness.

I remember being in high school and listening to Vivaldi's 'Winter' and being so overwhelmed with emotion.

It makes me think of Lazarus. He must have had those shadows after his miracle. You don't spend time in the tomb without it changing you, and everyone who was waiting for you to come out.

I had them all fooled into believing I was normal and well-adjusted, a rock of sensibility who could always be counted on to have a positive attitude.

Life was mostly made up of things you couldn’t control, full of surprises, and they weren’t always good. Life wasn’t what you made it. You were what life made you.

Because love, love is never finished. It circles and circles, the memories out of order and not always complete.

When the remembering was done, the forgetting could begin.

Soy el desesperado, la palabra sin ecos, el que lo perdiò todo, y el que todo lo tuvo.

Only a person who has lost somebody can understand the pain.

One of the most foolish of all human philosophies, is to believe that we all have an unavoidable destiny.

Limited in his nature, infinite in his desires, man is a fallen god who remembers the heavens.

It's important to talk about loving yourself and looking at your tragedies and the stuff that makes you grow.

Completed, most lives were alike in stages of living-joys, celebrations, crises, illusions, losses, sorrows.

Fortunately I am a mentally strong person and believe I will learn from the experience and continue to improve as a player and person because of it. (on breaking his leg)

That's why I'm going to kill you and see how Haruhi Suzumiya reacts.

I'd love to think that people in the future would gather in theatres, at conventions, and in darkened rooms, and read it out to each other.

You can't get it all, unless you give it your all.