The stories in books hate the stories contained in newspapers.

For in every adult there dwells the child that was, and in every child there lies the adult that will be.

We are not meant to know the time or the nature of our deaths (for all of us secretly hope that we may be immortal).

He had quite liked the dwarfs. He often had no idea what they were talking about, but for a group of homicidal, class-obsessed small people, they were really rather good fun.

He became merely the broken statue of a beast, now without another's fear to animate it.

Once upon a time – for that is how all stories should begin – there was a boy who lost his mother.

My feelings for Raphael are mine, and mine alone. I loved him, and that is all anyone needs to know. The rest is no business of any man's.

Unless you know the code, it has no meaning.

And, in the darkness, David closed his eyes as all that was lost was found again.

These were the tales that echoed in the head long after the books that contained them were cast aside.

Story!" The dwarf snorted. "You'll be talking about "happily ever after" next. Do we look happy? There's no happily ever after for us. Miserabily ever after, more like.

What you perceive as a failure today may actually be a crucial step towards the success you seek. Never give up.

I doona need my future read. I know it involves you, and that's enough for me.

If I had more skill in what I'm attempting, I wouldn't need so much courage

I love Columbia, Missouri, if it wasn't for the authorities, I'd go back.

I'm interested in art, and I think about the process of making art. It's part of my personality, my experience of the world, so it ends up in the movies. It's where my head is.

I'll never get laid trying to keep you safe. You're a train wreck on steroids.

Chess is a game sufficiently rich in meaning that it is easily capable of containing elements of both tragedy and comedy.

There are always great dangers in letting the best be the enemy of the good.

You're not afraid I'll kill you tonight?" "Like I couldn't take you.

To me, my grandfather’s urgency to preach the Gospel one more time to a lost and dying world is the definition of 'finishing well,' and it’s such a blessing and lesson.