She's like a wind-up monkey that winds itself.

Love is not the absence of logic but logic examined and recalculated heated and curved to fit inside the contours of the heart.

There are a million ways to lose someone you love.

When you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop digging.

What do you say when the feelings don't fit into words?

It was as though he didn't exist, and then suddenly, he was everywhere.

He laughed, and the sound reduced the pain of every sore place on my body to the dullest ache.

I never wanted you to get hurt, but i wanted to take you from him.

I've changed since I've known you. Not because you made me into someone else - but because you showed me a path I'd never paid attention to, and I chose to follow it.

I say I don't believe in love, but that's not really true - love is just the name of an emotion. It's like on steroids. It's lust with ethics.

sometimes, how a situation is perceived carries more weight than the reality of the matter.

A true best friend loves you even when it seems like you've gone off the deep end.

Materialism and self-centeredness are the great vices of our age.

You have a spark of anarchy in your spirit and that's not to be tolerated. Nothing wild or honest is tolerated her! It has to be extinguished...

You're only as weak as you let yourself become, and you're only as strong as you allow yourself to be.

Is there not glory enough in living the days given to us? You should know there is adventure in simply being among those we love and the things we love, and beauty too.

Jane Austen: Getting into her books is like getting in bed with a cadaver. Something vital is lacking; namely, life.

Myself and Jamie Moffat did not agree on everything but he always knew I had the experience.

Content-based marketing gets repeated in social media and increases word-of-mouth mentions; it's the best way to gather buzz about a product.

I am the MacGyver of cooking. If you bring me a piece of bread, cabbage, coconut, mustard greens, pigs feet, pine cones...and a woodpecker, I'll make you a good chicken pot pie.

If I were the rain. . . that binds together the Earth and the sky, whom in all eternity will never mingle. . . Would I be able to bind two hearts together?