While I was looking the other way your fire went out. Left me with cinders to kick into dust, what a waste of the wonder you were

Location: Amsterdam, Where Fire Is Called "Vlam

I'm not good at love. I'm like a barbed creature. I push everyone I love away.

When a monster stopped behaving like a monster, did it stop being a monster? Did it become something else?

The only way for you to keep your mind straight is to run from those who would confuse you.

I don't want to love you if you're only going to die.

He considered her seriously. "Well. And that's easy," he said. "My Grace will protect me from him, And I'll protect you. You'll be safe with me, Katsa.

I'm not such a bad fighter myself," Skye said. Po exploded with laughter. "Oh, fight him, Katsa. Please fight him. I can't imagine a more entertaining diversion.

Your eyes are beautiful," he said, and she felt warm suddenly, warm in the sun that dappled through the treetops and rested on them in patches.

Wonderful," Garan grumbled when he'd gone. "We'll grow a reputation for our kindness to lawbreakers.

Every configuration of people is an entirely new universe unto itself.

We can't have freedom unless we have freedom. And that means freedom to speak our minds.

She feels a little sad. Is she sad? Helen considers an alternative: She is dehydrated.

My heart is my best asset, my heart is my biggest liability.

A lot of artists start out as failed poets, then move on to being failed short-story writers before they finally break through to the big time and become failed novelists.

So this was betrayal. It was like being left alone in the desert at dusk without water or warmth. It left your mouth dry and will broken. It sapped your tears and made you hollow.

He that walketh with wise men shall be wise.

Politics are about power; we cannot evade that truth or its consequences. We dream of a better world but it is in Utopia - that is, nowhere.

History tells you if dictators are not stopped in time, they cause more damage.

The American dream of rags to riches is a dream for a reason - it is hard to achieve; were everyone to do it, it wouldn't be a dream but would rather be reality.