...you realize that you don't understand yourself any better than you understand anyone else.

I may not be old but I’m too old to have this much nothing

Fate already warned us to pack it in. We just didn’t hear it in time.

If at first you don't succeed, lower you expectations

There's always a last time. If you could remember every last time, you'd never stop grieving.

...she'll cry, and if she does, I probably will, and then she'll have found a way in, and I will not let her pierce my walls in a Trojan horse of sympathy.

He knew these last lines by heart and mouthed them now in the darkness. My reason for life. Not living, but life. That was the touch. And she was his reason for life, and why he must survive.

The athlete makes himself, the coach doesn't make the athlete.

Once kitsch is interpreted ironically, it ceases to be kitsch

I won't be skating for the rest of my life, that's for sure

Peace can start with just one heart.

All of us are like locks. No matter how strong the bolt, there’s always a key out there that opens it.

Make it dangerous or it's not worth doing.

I feel the most vulnerable when I'm in love. When my heart is open, and when life is making me feel like I have to open up myself completely. Love has a tendency to do that.

Worry is a waste of imagination.

That kill the bloom before its time, And blanch, without the owner's crime, The most resplendent hair.