Oh darling, don't be bitter. It's the first instinct of the weak.

Relationships dont always make sense. Especially from the outside

Life is full of screwups. You're supposed to fail sometimes. It's a required part of the human existance.

Life shouldn't be about the either/or. We're capable of more than that, you know?

That first love. And the first one who breaks your heart. For me, they just happen to be the same person.

I wondered if emotions were like menstrual cycles, if you get enough women together. Give it time, and everyone was crying.

You couldn't just pick and choose at will when someone depended on you, or loved you. It wasn't like a light switch, easy to turn on or off. If you were in, you were in. Out, you were out.

Maybe we were all destined to just keep doing the same stupid things, over and over again, never really learning a single thing.

...You can't unlearn something, even if you want to. You know what you know.

Really, it had been stupid to expect anything anyway. A few late nights does not a habit, or a relationship, make.

When you don't know where you're going, maybe it wasn't such a bad thing to have more than you need.

In the end, it became clear that all scientists were participants in a participatory universe which did not allow anyone to be a mere observer.

ANSON: I want to give you the world, but a man like me doesn’t have the world to give. [He ... leveled her with a gold-eyed look that ripped at her heart.] I can give you me.

All roads lead to Trantor, and that is where all stars end.

Lies written in ink cannot disguise facts written in blood.

Before the beginning of brilliance, there must be great chaos. Before a brilliant person begins something great, they must look foolish in the crowd.

One of my acting teachers once said that rejection is God's protection. There's something in it.

Always remember that no matter what anyone is saying to you from the outside, the most important conversation is the one you are having with yourself on the inside.

I have let things slip, a thirty-year~old cargo boat Stubbornly hanging on to my name and address.

It is hard to say what the future holds, but this is probable - it won't be just like the past.

Choosing safety is a choice of life over career.