Nuts, arms, stomachs -- they never hurt. All hurt is brain hurt.

The missing piece in his stomach hurt so much-and eventually he stopped thinking about the Theorem and wondered only how something that isn't there can hurt you.

I just want to do something that matters. Or be something that matters. I just want to matter.

I figured something out. The future is unpredictable.

Do you know what your problem is? You can't live with the idea that someone might leave.

He liked the mere act of reading, the magic of turning scratches on a page into words inside his head.

The future lay before him, inevitable but invisible.

All hurt is brain hurt.

Ergo: girls should always make the first move, because (a) they are, on the whole, less likely to be rejected than guys, (b) that way, girls will never get kissed unless they want to be kissed.

Maybe life is not about accomplishing some bullshit markers.

People are supposed to care. It's good that people mean something to you, that you miss people when they're gone.

The only way for God to take over the world is to live in human flesh by His spirit

I wear the word victim like a badge of honor — my own purple heart. I see what others do more than I see what I'm capable of.

Yesterday was the first day of the rest of your life . . . and you messed it up again.

Our goal is not to crush the enemy at any price, but to make it realize that it is illegal to take up arms to overthrow a democratically elected government.

An artist's job is simply to take the mirror in front of your face and hold it there. It's not to give you any answers. It is simply to take that mirror and point it at you.

Today, more people are crossing various borders in order to survive, thrive, change their lives. Even if you don't cross the border, with demographic shifts, the border sometimes crosses you.

I love my body. And if I didn't, I'd get on the Stair Master

Unless you treat failure as part of the journey, you're never going to get anywhere.

You get one life. And if you make the mistake of choosing a profession that doesn't enrich anybody but you, you wont even live that one

The countless gold of a merry heart, The rubies and pearls of a loving eye, The indolent never can bring to the mart, Nor the secret hoard up in his treasury.