Whenever the cloud of ego threatens to engulf me, I remind myself of my roots. It helps keeping my feet on the ground.

One half of me is a hopeless romantic. The other half is well... just realistic.

Walking alone is not difficult but when we have walked a mile worth a thousand years with someone then coming back alone is what is difficult.

No matter how bad your heart is broken, the world doesn't stop for your grief.

Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd clicked 'Send'.

I wish there was a word more than 'love' itself to convey what I feel for you.

Eye contact is way more intimate than words will ever be.

It was not one folly that Shakespeare talked about. If Love truly is but a myriad of follies then I have committed them all, that can mean only one thing - I loved her truly, madly, deeply!

I wonder if I could take back every 'I love you' ever said to you, would I do it?

Some people are going to leave, but that's not the end of your story. That's the end of their part in your story.

Remember, someone, somewhere in some corner of this somewhat big world, is out there crying if you're unhappy and is happy if you are! And you know who that someone is!

You can go your whole life collecting days, and none will outweigh the one you wish you had back.

A man must be prepared to face life, as well as death, there's no escape from either.

Love defines a peaceful world.

I was lucky enough to be given books that weren't top sellers; books that were kind of under the radar

The world of Ultimate Spider-Man is funny. I can't imagine a live-action film where he's Principal Coulson and dealing with some of the pranks from these guys.

Ideally, the writer needs no audience other than the few who understand that it is immodest and greedy to want more.

What doesn't hurt - is not life; what doesn't pass - is not happiness.

The inscrutability [of economics] is perhaps not unintentional. It gives endless employment to dialecticians who otherwise might become public charges or, at very worst, swindlers and tricksters.

Sometimes you have to lie. But to yourself you must always tell the truth.

There is the illusion of time, which is very deep; who has disposed of it? Mor come to the conviction that what seems the succession of thought is only the distribution of wholes into causal series.