No part of you is dark or ugly,' I said sharply, squeezing his hand. 'Not to me, not ever. Do you understand?

He's so busy looking inside people to find the good that he misses the knife they're holding in their hand.

I bet it gets pretty lonely with only your ego for company.

The thing that scares me is that some part of me understands where they're coming from. They took everything from us, you know? Why shouldn’t we be able to take it back if we have the power to?

If you're going to knock down my suggestion, you'd better have one to replace it.

And people like you are the reason we have middle fingers.

I used to dream about turning back time, about reclaiming the things I'd lost and the person I used to be.

He's just like a stallion. Wild and kicking on the outside, but a heart soft as satin on the inside. Just waiting for the right girl to break him in.

You get a good review, and it’s like crack. You need another hit. And another. And another. I know authors are like Tinkerbell and generally need applause to survive, but it’s a slippery slope.

—I don't want to lose you —Then why are you the one that keeps letting go?

The darkest minds never fade in the afterlight.

I don't write poems to melt your heart.I write them, so our heartscan melt together.

Knowing that something is wrong without actively trying to fix it is worse than ignorant neutrality.

The essence of tyranny is not iron law. It is capricious law.

If I had a thousand sons, the first humane principle I would teach them should be to forswear thin potations and to addict themselves to sack.

School is basically about one point of view - the one the teacher has or the textbooks have. They don't like the idea of having different points of view.

I have no further use for America. I wouldn't go back there if Jesus Christ was President.

The genius, wit, and the spirit of a nation are discovered by their proverbs.

Each moment is a moment of choice ~ a time to leave the old, the limited, the restrained, and the contracted for the new, the unbound, and the liberating potential that expands before you.

For me, being vulnerable is asking for help from other people whatever it may be.

Every shopaholic needs an accomplice.