You see the world for what it is and what it could be, ” Jack says. “What you don’t see is the gaping chasm in between … and that’s what I found.

I’d rather not know what lies ahead because I like the dark. I like thinking there is something good in the places I can’t see. And that’s not ignorance. That’s just hope.

When you find a truth that surpasses your desire to fit trends and meet approval, you can be certain it’s worth fighting to spread.

You don’t know what love is until you find it, ” he whispered, “but when you do, promise me you won’t let it go. Promise you’ll seek it out even when you’re scared it’ll hurt.

The truth is crazier than lies because lies are required to stick to possibilities—the truth isn’t.

Are you real?” Stupid. Of course he’s real.“Yes, Julie. I’m not the mystical man from your dreams.

If a boy can manage to have coffee with me during the apocalypse, I know he cares. There’s not a speck of doubt in my mind. He must care.

After the end of the world, there is a world. Life doesn’t stop. It changes. And it changes me.

Yes, ” I whisper so the others won’t hear, “but being afraid is good because it means I still have more to lose.

I am strong and human with a mouth that works like a man’s and a more intelligible brain, and I demand to be heard.

Our surroundings fade and we exist in unison, two people who once shared cups of coffee, unprecedentedly ourselves in a changing world.

When we step onto the bridge, Nathan turns and spreads his arms out wide. ‘Welcome to Pont des Arts, a.k.a. The Lock Bridge.

That's what I'm interested in: the space in between, the moment of imagining what is possible and yet not knowing what that is.

The year is dying in the night.

I pray to be like the ocean, with soft currents, maybe waves at times. More and more, I want the consistency rather than the highs and the lows.

Getting the Oscar had the biggest impression on me.

If a person lacks self- acceptance, he can't live with himself; if he lacks self-criticism, others can't live with him.

Just because we are back home, don't get comfortable. Have that same uptight feeling like it's just us against everyone.

A fine artist is one who makes familiar things new and new things familiar.

A Dalit needs Jupiter's escape velocity to achieve success.

Can we outrun the heavens?