The only way I can protect him now is to make sure he never understands how easy killing can become.

Life is nothing without a little chaos to make it interesting.

In a society that worships love, freedom and beauty, dance is sacred. It is a prayer for the future, a remembrance of the past and a joyful exclamation of thanks for the present.

What one person does, several people usually consider.

My prayer is simple my dear one, my dear one. May you never need understand. My prayer is for peacetime, my child, my child. Live it well and this life can be grand.

White pill, blue pill, yellow pill, purple pill; its like swallowing a rainbow every bedtime.

Some people use things; they destroy. You're a creator, a builder.

We are not. We never were; we never shall be. We return to the void we never, for mehay is the center of all, and all is the center of nothing.

I could not cry for my own brother; he would not want me to. But I found myself crying for this hated stranger and the endless slaughter that I had almost contributed to." (page 8)

Sacrifice of live, sacrifice for love. Fate is gentle and harsh; she gives and she takes.

A story isn't a charcoal sketch, where every stroke lies on the surface to be seen. It's an oil painting, filled with layers that the author must uncover so carefully to show its beauty.

There are reasons we congregate in these hot spots- to worship beauty and to feel its effects light up the electrolytes in the bloodstream.

When I am, you are not.

The less evidence we have for what we believe is certain, the more violently we defend beliefs against those who don't agree.

There are so many moments and works that influence us in what we do. Movies, music, TV and, most importantly, the profound everydayness of our lives.

There are boys and girls, there is night and day, but above all there is love.

I'm now much more aware of my mental state. I have a lot more control over it and can choose how I feel.

Proverbs are, for the most part, rules of morals, and as such are often effective.

In fairytales, when the mask came off, the handsome prince still loved the girl, no matter what -and that alone would turn her into a princess.

Language is a part of our organism and no less complicated than it.

There is no formula to relationships.