Sometimes... Sometimes our hearts...crack a little.

I dreamed of you every night. It felt so real. And when I'd wake up the next morning, it was like your disappearance was fresh. Like you'd left me all over again.

Despite all the other factors that had contributed to my fate, in the end it was my decision that destroyed my life. And all the hurt I was enduring now was my doing. The blame rested solely with me.

Remembering is easy. It's forgetting that's hard.

Heroes are made by the paths they choose, not the powers they are graced with.

Sometimes, when something hurts us, our hearts break a little-in a slightly ... more literal way than for humans. Our pain sort of spills out and onto anyone around us. We call it a cracked heart.

Heroes don't exist. And if they did, I wouldn't be one of them.

If values are woven into the very concept of education, where is the need for separate value education?

maybe the lonely places are the only things that make human beings of us all.

The world is laughing at us. They're laughing at the stupidity of our President [Barack Obama]. Remember he drew the line in the sand - the line is in the sand.

No siren did ever so charm the ear of the listener as the listening ear has charmed the soul of the siren.

It is no longer acceptable to discuss women's rights as separate from human rights.

I think there's a poet who wrote once a tragedy by Shakespeare, a symphony by Beethoven and a thunderstorm are based on the same elements. I think that's a beautiful line.

You need nothing to be happy - you need something to be sad.

The youth of this country are not behind what is going on. We all know that. If you looked at a [political] map of the United States 25 and under, it's all-revealing. It's a unified map.

Sin comes when communication lines are down - it always does, sooner or later.

I think we all have a lot of different personas inside of ourselves. What happens in life is that most people get caught up in presenting one persona that they feel safest in.