To listen to what I'd heard - as if I'd already learned everything I needed.

I was as unburdened as a piece of dandelion fluff, and he was the wind that stirred me about the world.

We need hope, or else we cannot endure.

I love you, ’ he whispered, and kissed my brow. ‘Thorns and all.

I threw myself into that fire, threw myself into it, into him, and let myself burn.

I love you, " I said, and stabbed him.

Cauldron save you.Mother hold you.Pass through the gates, and smell that immortal land of milk and honey.Fear no evil.Feel no pain.Go, and enter eternity.

Rhysand stared at me for long enough that I faced him."Be glad of your human heart, Feyre. Pity those who don't feel anything at all.

Fate had kept me alive just to get to this point, just to see if I had been listening.

Fate had kept me alive just to get to this point, just to see if I was listening.

Pity those who don't feel anything at all.

Pursuit of passion,

I'm not like a high intellectual. That's the thing.

Journalism is less addictive than communism.

Death is too much to ask of the living.

That is what war is and dancing it is forward and back, when one is out walking one wants not to go back the way they came but in dancing and in war it is forward and back.

I know exactly what I want to write. I do not write until I do. Usually I write it all down only once. And that goes relatively quickly, since it really depends only on how fast I type.

A perfect storm is in the making: financial uncertainty, economic downturn, government cuts, rising unemployment and a future that looks less clear the more we try to fathom it.

That's going to be the biggest problem, to make people feel like it's cool for them to like my music.

The monetary policies of the US will destroy the world.

Everything I ever worried about turned out exactly as it was going to, despite my anxious moments to the contrary.