Some people there's no getting over.

Fate is the malevolent little jester sitting up in the heavens and pondering over how ridiculous we humans are and he does his best to make fools out of all of us. And sooner or later he succeeds.

... I discovered life sometimes has a way of giving you what you need, but not in the form you expect.

I think in a moment of weakness, you might surprise yourself.

A well-read woman is a dangerous creature.

I want to fill every part of you, breathe the air from your lungs and leave my handprints on your soul. I want to give you more pleasure than you can bear.

You are your own worst enemy. If you can learn to stop expecting impossible perfection, in yourself and others, you may find the happiness that has always eluded you.

He was my confidant, the person who was always on my side even when he wasn't taking my side.

Most men don't seem to get that telling a pissed-off woman to calm down is like throwing gunpowder on a fire.” ~ Liberty Jones

A couple of times in your life, it happens like that. You meet a stranger, and all you know is that you need to know everything about him.

I've always thought it was about finding the right person. But it's about choosing the right person, isn't it?

I want to be good...I try to be good, I do try, and to like everybody. But there are some people - some people I can't like, however much I try. I hate them - there!

If we could all love each and every person that crosses our path a little bit more, we could attain inner peace with the knowledge that many people on this planet would be hurting a whole lot less.

The liberties of our country, the freedom of our civil constitution, are worth defending against all hazards: And it is our duty to defend them against all attacks.

You should not have taken advantage of my sensibility to steal into my affections without my consent.

I'm not dissatisfied, just not satisfied in an ultimate sense.

I relate to any prison movie, as long as it has some authenticity.

I let everyone follow his own bent, that I may be free to follow mine.

My father is a liar and so am I. But I’m going to stop. I have to stop. I will tell you my story and I will tell it straight. No lies, no omissions. That’s my promise. This time I truly mean it.

That’s all you really hope for from a book – that it’s going to resonate with young people and empower them in some way. I believe poetry can get kids reading.

It is well for the world that in most of us, by the age of thirty, the character has set like plaster, and will never soften again.