War is catastrophe. It breaks families in irretrievable pieces. But those who are gone are not necessarily lost.

Killers aren't always assassins. Sometimes, they don't even have blood on their hands.

I didn't need his criticism. I carried enough guilt on my own. I had done everything wrong. I had the highest marks in school but couldn't master common sense.

What did I want? I wanted the war to be over so I could ask her out.

Just when you think this war has taken everything you loved, you meet someone and realize that somehow you still have more to give.

The soldier stared at Ingrid. His silence was elastic, slowly curling a rope around her neck.

Revolting. If women were so careless to become pregnant at such a time, let women sort it out.

Everyone has a price, ” she said.“But clearly not everyone has a soul,

War had bled color from everything, leaving nothing but a storm of gray.

What had human beings become? Did war make us evil or just activate an evil already lurking within us?

My war had been so long, my winter so cold. But i had made it home. And for the first time in a long time, i was not afraid.

The trouble with fiction, " said John Rivers, "is that it makes too much sense. Reality never makes sense.

I want God to be first in my life, so I'm putting Him first in my life today.

Travel can also be the spirit of adventure somewhat tamed, for those who desire to do something they are a bit afraid of.

When I work I do it from my heart. And my heart is that I bring love to the world. When I travel around the world I bring my love. I bring so much love in my heart. I hope you can feel that.

The Gulf Stream waters of Woody Guthrie's famous song were strung with columns of oil that were several miles long.

I want them [people] to feel open and comfortable to share the messy, dirty, shameful parts of themselves. Those are the parts I wanna see. And that eating disorders aren't just about "being thin."

You need, instead, to be defined by your values.

Oh, Zoe Kazan - I'd move back to Brooklyn for her. She makes me happy with my life. Knowing her, being at her dinner table, going on a walk with her is the best of all possible worlds.

You know, if one paints someone's portrait, one should not know him if possible.

You're revealing something about yourself in a more exaggerated, more fleshed-out way, and it awakens something in you that maybe you didn't know you had.