She wants you to be a god, " I told him."I know." His face twisted with embarrassment, and in spite of itself my heart lightened. It was such a boyish response. And so human. Parents, everywhere.

He is a weapon, a killer. Do not forget it. You can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature.

In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.

When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.

And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.

But is it not a sort of genius to cut always to the heart?

Patroclus, ' he said. He was always better with words than I.

For who can be ashamed to lose to such beauty?

Wealth and reputation were the things our people had always killed for.

There is no honour in betraying your friends.

This and this and this.

Sometimes limbs must be re-broken to set properly, her heart too needed to shatter anew before it could truly heal.

There are pieces of me on the ground.

I've never believed that pop music is escapist trash. There's always a darkness in it, even amidst great pop music.

It's far easier to forgive an enemy after you've got even with him.

I seem to be incapable of playing that guy that always does the right thing, who always responds well in any circumstance.

Perhaps it is even more important to know what one should not think about than what one should think about.

Once a person is determined to help themselves, there is nothing that can stop them.

Dreams have a poetic integrity and truth. This limbo and dust-hole of thought is presided over by a certain reason, too.

O good Jesu Thou has bound my heart in the thought of Thy Name, and now I can not but sing it; therefore have mercy upon me, making perfect that Thou hast ordained.

A man who gets the reputation of rising at dawn can sleep to noon.