You know nothing about me." "I know your soul. Everything else is an ornament.

Her power was a wrenching thing, starless black and sorrow, but my magic was something more...it was hope.

And in such bliss does devastation grow.

Who wanted to be smiled at by the girl that trailed shadows like pets, conjured snakes and waited for Death, her bridegroom, to steal her from these walls?

I love you, " he murmured into my hair. "You are my night and stars, the fate I would fix myself to in any life.

I know your soul. Everything else is just an ornament.

My joy was ghostly, like something not quite realized.

He loved her. And she loved him. And in such bliss does devastation grow.

A memory is a fine legacy to leave behind.

I promised you the moon for your throne and stars to wear in your hair, " said Amar, gesturing inside. "And I always keep my promises.

Father once said the real language of diplomacy was in the space between words.

Pollution is nothing but the resources we are not harvesting. We allow them to disperse because we've been ignorant of their value.

I did it at night because I loved it. I never did it to make money, as a job. I just did it because I had to.

She is amazingly creative, bringing so much more to a song than just a singer. She is a first-class musician and the most gracious person in the world.

A conservative government survives essentially by dampening expectations and subduing hopes. Conservatism is basically pessimistic, reformism is basically optimistic.

To have money is to be virtuous, honest, beautiful and witty And to be without is to be ugly and boring and stupid and useless.

The voice of life in me cannot reach the ear of life in you; but let us talk that we may not feel lonely.

If you live for fame, men may turn against you.

Liberty ... is one of the most valuable blessings that Heaven has bestowed upon mankind.

Nations decide upon their own destinies, and those choices are not the business of the United States if they do not threaten the United States.

(Nykyrian spun about at the sound, his blaster leveling at the body in the doorway.) Whoa. Friend! (He tapped his chest twice.) Really good guy. ‘Member me? (Syn)