To describe a kiss is to describe a diary entry or a pair of underwear—each is personal and private, slightly awkward. Very awkward. But necessary.

I’d rather not know what lies ahead because I like the dark. I like thinking there is something good in the places I can’t see. And that’s not ignorance. That’s just hope.

When you find a truth that surpasses your desire to fit trends and meet approval, you can be certain it’s worth fighting to spread.

You don’t know what love is until you find it, ” he whispered, “but when you do, promise me you won’t let it go. Promise you’ll seek it out even when you’re scared it’ll hurt.

The truth is crazier than lies because lies are required to stick to possibilities—the truth isn’t.

Are you real?” Stupid. Of course he’s real.“Yes, Julie. I’m not the mystical man from your dreams.

If a boy can manage to have coffee with me during the apocalypse, I know he cares. There’s not a speck of doubt in my mind. He must care.

After the end of the world, there is a world. Life doesn’t stop. It changes. And it changes me.

Yes, ” I whisper so the others won’t hear, “but being afraid is good because it means I still have more to lose.

I am strong and human with a mouth that works like a man’s and a more intelligible brain, and I demand to be heard.

Our surroundings fade and we exist in unison, two people who once shared cups of coffee, unprecedentedly ourselves in a changing world.

It would be better not to know so many things than to know so many things that are not so.

I can weave words together and create magic, it's like knitting and crocheting words with pen and paper, some call it Poetry.

Wine and a straitjacket. That pretty much sums it up.

Like your zodiac sign?' Percy asked. 'I'm a Leo.''No, stupid, ' Leo said. 'I'm a Leo. You're a Percy.

Who waits until the wind shall silent keep Will never find the ready hour to sow.

Around 1967 I began backing away from dogmatic Leninism, not so much because I thought it was false, I just decided there was nothing utopian about it.

Why are you sad, Dorian?" He couldn't lie to her. "The leopard wants you to see it.

He had preserved the best part of her and made it his own: the principle of her scent.

I feel the romance should never go out of any marriage. Even after one has had kids etc. Love never ends, na?

Just because we don't see a reason for evil and suffering doesn't mean there's not a reason for it.