She hated anyone who clung to the supernatural when the natural was perfectly serviceable.

She had thought he was dead, or at least not totally alive, and you could not still be dating someone you believe had an autopsy, so it was not really cheating.

You kill by consent, every time you let something… pervert the balance when you have the power to stop it.

They may have been rightly overbearing in her formative years, but they also loved Roselyn enough to trust she needed dreams more than realities.

She did not arrive at Annandale without taking the chisel to herself more than once, without rubbing up against a few boys to smooth an edge or two.

Now that this destiny was about to happen, every instinct within him fought against it, realizing he had been fetishizing suicide.

Her rebirth stood in her mind with the clarity of a perfect diamond, the light scattering the rainbows through her body.

She had seen this relationship dying before it ever lived, but allowed optimism and lust to blind her.

You and me? We are never going to be just friends. The only time I'm not adoring you is when I am too busy hating you and wishing to God I never met you...

I wanted a life of adventure. I wanted to travel. I wanted to work my way up to being Somebody. I wanted to leave a mark on the Earth and be remembered.

She kissed him… long enough he could almost hear her thoughts. Long enough that he began to know her story, know what she had been through.

Freedom is...the right to write the wrong words.

Life’s experiences will just keep repeating themselves unless you continually add some new experiences to enliven your days.

The only gift is a portion of thyself.

It will be practicable to blot written words which you do not publish; but the spoken word it is not possible to recall. [Lat., Delere licebit Quod non edideris; nescit vox missa reverti.]

It takes risks to achieve. It's often scary. It requires something you didn't know before or a skill you didn't have before. But in the end, it's worth it.

When everything is lost, and all seems darkness, then comes the new life and all that is needed.

You are the author of your own life...Don't let others define it for you. Real power comes by doing what you are meant to be doing, and doing it well.

Take something ordinary and elevate it to something extraordinary.

My head's not in the clouds, but I think I've gotten too much credit for being an astute businessman.

We've had it very clear to the Bosnians that our obligation to equip and train their forces is completely conditional on the foreign forces being gone.