The things that your eyes see plainly and cant forget are worse than huddled black figures left to the imagination.

You’re sure you didn’t leave? Didn’t try to explore Thunder Bay again, maybe go down to the park and, I don’t know, dismember some poor jogger?

The rhythm of the footsteps, the sound of whatever is coming down the ladder is driving both me and my mom steadily toward peeing our pants.

You make me want things that I can't have.

It's shitty I guess. They're my friends. But... everything I want to talk about I can't say to them. It feels so separate, like I've touched something that's taken the color out of me.

I hate telling people this. I never know exactly how my voice is going to sound saying it, and I hate the stricken looks they get on their faces when they don't know what to say back.

What are you going to fill it with?" she asks. "Holy water or something?" "Probably Dasani, " Thomas replies.

I can't believe that she's questioning the existence of magic when she's standing before me dead and talking.

Using for a noble purpose is still using.

I had a million different dreams but none of them was stronger than the rest. In the end they probably would have paralyzed me.

We've got our heads pulled low inside of our hooded sweatshirts and our eyes are shifty. We look exactly like you'd expect someone to look if they were minutes away from committing a major crime.

I'd already figured out that not understanding my failings was another one of my failings.

The concept of maximum promotion of human rights to the expense of the majority of people in fact undermines the entire concept of the human community.

I'm a very wealthy man.

I have to admit, I do not listen to much rock music.

To speak or do anything that shall concern mankind, one must speak and act as if well, or from that grain of health which he has left.

The question was: Will you meet me tomorrow? And the word was: Yes.

I'm fairly competitive.

You can't destroy the polish national-consciousness or Poles on the battlefield, but if you give them power, they will destroy themselves

Ive been told by readers that they love how my heroes fall in love fast, first, and with conviction.

The mind is the most capricious of insects — flitting, fluttering.