They told us love was a disease. They told us it would kill us in the end. For the very first time I realize, that this, too, might also be a lie.

But how could anyone who's ever seen a summer - big explosion of green and skies lit up electric with splashy sunsets, a riot of flowers and wind that smells like honey - pick the snow?

Live free or die.

It's funny, isn't it? When you are young you just want to be old, and then later you wish you could go back to being a kid.

How can someone have the power to shatter you to dust--and also to make you feel so whole?

Fridays are the hardest in some ways: you’re so close to freedom.

Dystopian novels help people process their fears about what the future might look like; further, they usually show that there is always hope, even in the bleakest future.

And when it started to get dark you pointed to the sky, and told me there was a star for every thing you loved about me.

i think of all the thousands of billions of steps and missteps and chances and coincidences that have brought me here. Brought you here, and it feels like the biggest miracle in the world.

I love you. Remember. They cannot take it

I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.

The morality of art consists, for everyone, in the side that flatters its own interests. People do not like literature.

I had the opportunity to speak at a recent fundraiser [for Hillary Clinton] and felt extremely honored that she would allow someone as, well, untraditional as me to stand at her podium.

I've given no thought to moving to America at all.

If ministry is not about compassion and passion, let it die.

It has a sound and rational circulating medium, a real and definite representative of wealth.

I'm hunting for little Mexican girls.

The fear inside of loneliness: That only what others have is real.

If you could learn to make love, I could fire the chauffer.

I felt a responsibility to present a viable alternative to the popular electric sound.

Come, even if you have broken your vow one thousand times, come, yet again, come, come.