Oh! Did you hear that Haley Spencer asked him to homecoming?” she exclaimed. “Of course I didn’t. You’re my source of gossip, remember?

His strength kept me moving forward, and it was also tearing me apart.

I had to sever my emotional cord to escape the anger and shame that silently slithered through my head, disconnecting myself from the stares and whispers that followed me down the hall.

Not being liked was so much worse than being invisible.

He was a breath of fresh air after the heart wrenching storm that had engulfed me.

It was more important for me to try, than to not have the chance at all.

He leaned toward me and delicately grazed my lips with his. The tease left me breathless, burning for more. “I keep having to remind myself that I can do that, ” he smirked.

These past two days, I’ve seen a fire in your eyes that I never have before. Granted, it’s mostly anger and frustration, but it’s still emotion.

I knew in that moment, I would never love anyone in my life the way I loved Evan Mathews.

Knowing you were right down the hall was way too hard. I couldn’t do it, ” Evan declared, sliding under the covers next to me.

You are not showing her my baby pictures!” He sounded horrified, which made me laugh. “Come on, Evan, ” I teased with a laughing smile, “you were adorable.

Faith itself cannot accomplish anything, yet without faith, no one can fly.

You should never forget where you come from, never forget the struggle, never forget the lives that were lost.

An age deficient in idealism has ever been one of immorality and superficial attainment, since without the sense of ideas, nobility of character becomes of rare attainment, if possible.

In December people give no thought to the Past or the Future. They thing only of the Present.

I don't play a character. It's totally just an extension of myself.

If any of you ... have a mind to make himself heard a mile off, you must make a bonfire of your reputations, and a close enemy of most men who would wish you well.

I don't think massification and globalization and all those other 'izations' are necessarily hostile to regionalism.

I was 23 years old. It was a wild time. I was covering everything that blew up - blackouts, Studio 54, son of Sam killer, and all of that stuff.

Never play anything the same way twice.

Babies don't need a vacation. But I still see them at the beach. It pisses me off.