Sometimes love was not about winning, but about wise sacrifice and the realiability of friends like Arianne. Friendship, Roland realized, was its very own kind of love.

Don't go," she whispered, her eyes closed. It was all happening too fast. She couldn't give Daniel up. Not yet. She didn't think she ever could.

He captured my heart. He loves me for who I am, not what I can bring to him." - Lucinda Price, Rapture

Luce and Daniel fell in love for the first- and the last- time

Callie always said Luce was incapable of brutal honesty and that was why she got herself stuck in so many crappy situations with guys whom she should have just told no.

She liked the way he smelled - kind of free and open, like driving with the windows down at night.

I will wait for you as long as it takes. I will love you every moment across time.

Wisdom holds a candle to experience, but you've got to take the candle and walk alone.

The only way to survive eternity is to be able to appreciate each moment.

Will you stay with me ” she asked. Her voice was the thinnest whisper almost canceled out by a low groan of thunder.... Forever ” he whispered back. The sweet sound of his voice filled her up.

Fear is the only way to greet the devil.

It's the friends you can call up at 4:00 a.m. that matter.

Compassion is the basis of all morality.

Some people can't sing - like honestly - but they're famous anyway, and they might be famous for being an artist, which is completely different from being a singer.

Unpopular speech is absolutely vital to the health of our nation.

I cannot shy away from controversy. I don't know if it's my Irish blood, but I love it.

Everyone wants to be clothed but no one wants to be stripped.

It was the most earnest ambition I ever had....Not that I ever really wanted to be a preacher, but because it never occurred to me that a preacher could be damned. It looked like a safe job.

If I'd understood back then that a guy could be in love with another one, it would have happened. But I didn't come to that realization for a few more years and then it was too late for Jimmy and me.

A sack that can contain a person's greed...doesn't exist in this world. If your hearts not content, no matter how much you put in the sack, it's never enough.

All art critics are useless or harmful.