The best way to know a city is to eat it.

Maybe that was the price of loving someone: you lost your grasp of where they ended and you began.

The universe is math on fire.

First love is amazing and wonderful, but a kind of panic underlies it, a sense of not knowing what you're doing.

And I kind of love it that you want to know everything.

...this is life. Right here in this room, with you, is life.

You don't know what it's like, when your best friend disappears.

Looking for a thousand years is worth it, if in the end you find what you need.

More lies, but maybe lies were better than the truth.

But I feel more real when I'm around her. Like I'm not fading.

Negative thinking saps strength.

If greatness was easy to attain, everyone’s name would be in history books.

My father used to always give me a basketball, a skate board, and a bike every Christmas. That's all I wanted every year.

I wouldn't say the world is my parish, but my readers are my parish. And especially the readers that write to me. They're my parish. And it's a responsibility that I enjoy.

The best part about holiday parties is the alcohol. You have a couple of drinks and you tell your coworkers and your superiors what you really think about them. And then the fun begins.

I just appreciate still having the longevity that I've had in my career.

All the experience of the greatest city in the world could not withhold me.

Success is not so much what we have as it is what we are.

That same intense, overpowering, and all-encompassing love that you feel for your family can also be utterly terrifying.

There were ten concentration camps in France from 1939 on.