She knows herself to be at the mercy of events, and she knows by now that events have no mercy.

Lose your temper and you lose the fight.

All stories are about wolves. All worth repeating, that is. Anything else is sentimental drivel.

There were a lot of gods. Gods always come in handy, they justify almost anything.

Better not to invent her in her absence. Better to wait until she's actually here. Then he can make her up as she goes along.

The young habitually mistake lust for love, they're infested with idealism of all kinds.

Time rises and rises, and when it reaches the level of your eyes you drown.

This is how the girl who couldn't speak and the man who couldn't see fell in love.

Those who live alone slide into the habit of vertical eating: why bother with the niceties when there's no one to share or censure? But laxity in one area may lead to derangement in all.

More and more I feel like a letter—deposited here, collected there. But a letter addressed to no one.

He was deciding whether to cut her throat or love her forever.

When we discover that nothing and no one has the power to define or confine our inner light, then we understand that no one can limit our divine plans.

Did I read because I was lonely, or was I lonely because I started to read?

Yet all three animals were keyed to a tenseness of living that was almost painful, and scarcely ever would it come to them to be more alive than they were then in their seeming petrifaction.

When you get billions in aid and your weapons resupplied and your ammunition stock resupplied, you don't learn the lesson that war is bad and nobody wins.

I don't like being compared to anyone or being in a class with someone. I'm a teen actress and therefore I'm competing against Hilary Duff. We're different people like everyone else.

I've been told over and over not to go on the Bill Maher show. Well, my best moments have happened on the Bill Maher show. It's been magic for me.

During the holidays it's like cooking central time so keeping it safe is an important part.

Go down to the corner store and beat the Jap up, clean all the crap up.

I took interest in Paris Hilton at one point and got fascinated with her voice.

I am concussed," I announced, entirely sure of my self-diagnosis.