We're close. I can smell their faint scent, " Blake whispered.Kieran snorted. "That makes one of us. All I smell is dog shit.

Can't you see, Amber? Losing you would be like a stake to my heart.

I thought she wanted out. We should've brought cuffs and a gag." Clare frowned. "What's wrong with you, Blake? This is a rescue mission, not a kidnapping.

You haven't told her?" Cass shouted. "You're the worst boyfriend ever!

I can still feel my legs, thanks for asking. My back’s not even hurt that badly. Only as though I was just hit by a train.

I'm far from perfect- maybe beautifully flawed- but I don't lie

We cannot protect ourselves from disappointment and still live a fully engaged life.

Life is as fair as you perceive it to be.

James Altucher reminds me for Stephen King... when is about Stephen King his 2 sons, probably the one or no, no both they look like him.

True happiness is... to enjoy the present, without anxious dependence upon the future.

A man to be converted has to give up his will, his ways, and his thoughts.

Passing competitors always gives you a lift. It probably has a physical effect, too, because you get a surge of adrenaline.

Be grateful for your problems, for they stimulate an "I-can-solve-it" attitude.

Then it was this big thing. She was like, 'I never want to see you again', and I was like, 'Fine. Okay? Fine. Then get some special goggles.

I do like to make films with a political theme, but sometimes it's nice simply to make people laugh. That's the hardest thing to do in fact.

Now we are not merely to stick knowledge on to the soul: we must incorporate it into her; the soul should not be sprinkled with knowledge but steeped in it.