You asked me to go out with you. I know you probably changed your mind. But you should know, the answer was yes. It's always been yes when it comes to you.

Accepting all the good and bad about someone. It's a great thing to aspire to. The hard part is actually doing it.

It wasn't about being happy or unhappy. I just didn't want to be me anymore.

It was amazing how you could get so far from where you'd planned, and yet find it was exactly were you needed to be.

I mean, it's not surprising, really. Once you love something, you always love it in some way. You have to. It's, like, part of you for good.

All those clean, fresh starts had made me forget what it was like, until now, to be messy and honest and out of control. To be real.

Yeah. I mean, acknowledging is easy. Something happened or it didn't. But understanding... that's where things get sticky.

It was kind of soothing, these sounds of lives being lived all around me, for better or for worse. And there I was, in the middle of them all, newly reborn and still waiting for mine to begin.

You could just tell when a person belonged somewhere. That is something you can't fake, no matter how hard you try

I mean, it's impossible to fake anything if you've already seen the other person in a way they'd never choose for you to. You can't go back from that.

You want to take me to a movie?" I asked. "Well, not really, " he said. "What I really want is for you to be my girlfriend. But I thought saying that might scare you off.

No need to feel guilty if you can't be a good man all the time. But anytime your heart is feeling so eager to do even a small good deed, then it might be a good chance for you…to be a better man.

Writing has nothing to do with communication between person and person, only with communication between different parts of a person's mind.

I have myself to respect, but to myself I am not amiable; but my friend is my amiableness personified.

When I travel, I like to take advantage of room service. I'm really into eggs Benedict in the morning.

Just spend a few more months playing video games. That hand-eye coordination will come in handy when you get to third base.

Were it not for Scientology, I would either be completely insane or dead by now.

Who is an artist? I say we take a title. No one gives it to us. We make our lives.

If I announce the armistice and the Americans don't send sufficient reinforcements and don't land near Rome, the Germans will seize the city and put in a puppet fascist government.

I have a living will and I have friends, and I have money and I have hope.

Hold fast to the Bible as the sheet-anchor of your liberties; write its precepts in your hearts, and practice them in your lives.