You're a dream. Like everything else.

Death always wins.

You yourself could be nothing more than a shadow, someone else’s dream who is, themselves, someone else’s.

The more this guy talked, the more he sounded like a fortune cookie.

She never answered. She couldn’t. All she could do was stare, reaching toward him with her gaze alone, pulling him to drown in the sorrow of those depthless black pools.

Painted faces laughed. It was like a mad carnival where everyone was oblivious, lost in the bliss of chaos, a throng unaware of a bomb planted beneath thefloorboards.

Just because I wear black and keep a private journal, that doesn't mean I'm going to blow up the school. Or terrorize mindless cheerleaders, for that matter.

We live in our tales of ourselves, she thought, and ignore as best we can the contradictions, and the lapses, and the abrasions of plot against our mortal souls...

I have been told the best things in life are free ~ I found them very expensive.

But all of us, in some way, reflect an image of God-of who He is. So who's to say what's right or what's wrong about how we look?-Twila

Let a man's talents or virtues be what they may he will only feel satisfaction in his society as he is satisfied in himself.

Compassionate people are geniuses in the art of living, more necessary to the dignity, security, and joy of humanity than the discoverers of knowledge.

To have to liberate everybody doesn't sound very free to me. You're gong to go liberate people who maybe don't want to be liberated.

We fit the universe through our brains and it comes out in the form of nothing less than poetry. We have a responsibility to awe.

Happy those Who in the after-days shall live, when Time Hath spoken, and the multitude of years Taught wisdom to mankind!

It's up to the national associations and their leagues to limit the entry of foreign players.

I think actresses are imagined to be these subjects of great vanity. Life is change; physicality changes. It's transient, and that's a beautiful and a painful thing.