A surety rose in me, lodged in my throat. I will never leave him. It will be this, always, for as long as he will let me.

you don’t need to save someone from something horrible for them to love you.

it hurts our hands to fight - never to hold.

You can’t obsess over the mistakes of the past, or you’ll lose sight of the future. Of the people still with us, who need us more than ever.

Everything has urgency when there’s something that’s going to happen; it will, it will, you promise. Everything that ends in the meantime was only ever temporary anyways. So it shouldn’t hurt, right? It shouldn’t. It’s not supposed to.

It should be enough. To make something beautiful should be enough. It isn't. It should be.

But what is stopping you? The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The second best time is today.

Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting - over and over announcing your place in the family of things.

Forget about what everyone else thinks for a second and figure out what it is you're really after here.

With you guys at my side... I know I will be ready for anything.

When he speaks at last, his voice is weary, and defeated. He doesn’t know how to be angry with me, either.

Everywhere in these days men have, in their mockery, ceased to understand that the true security is to be found in social solidarity rather than in isolated individual effort.

I stopped watching for ridicule, the scorpion's tail hidden in his words. He said what he meant; he was puzzled if you did not. Some people might have mistaken this for simplicity. But is it not a sort of genius to cut always to the heart?

aeipathy enduring, unyielding, and consuming passion

You cannot do a kindness too soon, for you never know how soon it will be too late.

I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth.

Now wait just a damn minute. I got more to rant about here.

‘Tis the lot of the powerful to attract the covetous as well as the needy. Thus doth prudence dictate that those with power proffer aid with one hand whilst the other resteth ever on their hilt.

But this terrible individualism must inevitably have an end, and all will suddenly understand how unnaturally they are separated from one another. It will be the spirit of the time, and people will marvel that they have sat so long in darkness without seeing the light.

We cannot save everyone, can we. Sometimes, it is all we can do to save ourselves.

you need to be loved and worshipped in a way that does not seem like love and worship.

And maybe I'll help people out who have bad dreams. So they won't have them anymore. I think I'd like to do that.

For he is accustomed to rely upon himself alone and to cut himself off from the whole; he has trained himself not to believe in the help of others, in men and in humanity, and only trembles for fear he should lose his money and the privileges that he has won for himself.

Being "manly" is convenient wording. Declaring a man should act a certain way denies him of having his own personality.

Do not seek forgiveness, for it will not ease the burden. It weighs as it should.

If you let that comparison hurt your self-confidence, you’re just holding yourself back. Let yourself walk your own path.

I have given enough to them. I will not give them this.

Life blooms only while love breathes. Love is vital—how can I make you see?

"When something gets broken, it can be fixed," he stretched out his arm again. "Good as new." "Maybe not good as new," I said. "but good anyway."

Think what you will, but I think you’re good enough for me.

Stay strong. Keep the faith. At duty’s end, we will meet again. We will. We will…

Nobody likes to change. There will always be resistance to change. And the quicker you get to that, the easier it is. It's not such a difficult thing. If you entrench yourself and go, 'by God, I will not change. I will not have this.' then you're a dead man. We're great at adaptability.

So I hope you’ll forgive me this moment of selfishness. And… while I wouldn’t want you to feel obliged… Promise me you’ll take me on your next adventure. A journey. Together. That’s all I ask.

I survived because the fire inside burned brighter than the fire around me.

Truth does not do as much good in the world as the appearance of truth does evil.

You worry so much about what other people want from you that you don't even know what you want anymore!

We all rely on other people. It’s hard to keep going without someone loving you, supporting you, pushing you onward.

Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It's all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self-portrait. Everything is a diary.

Let me guess: you’re hung-up about being the weak, useless nobody, so you try to make us feel better to make up for how you feel about yourself, right? Well, I’m impressed. Constantly watching out for your friends like that, it takes something special.

A lover doesn’t discourage your growth. A lover says, "I see who you are today, I cannot wait to see who you become tomorrow."

You do not need another heart to make yours beat, despite popular misconceptions.

belgard a loving look; an amorous gaze

I used to rebel by destroying myself, but realized that’s awfully convenient to the world. For some of us, our best revolt is self preservation.

But what is stopping you? The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The second best time is today.

I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy one, I will indulge the other.

It may be… That victory cannot be won without cost. But all life is precious, and I refuse to shrug at its loss!

May the bridges I burn light the way.

Yours is a screaming heart, a pleading love, a bitter and almost belligerent hopefulness that things will work out even if you have to roll up your sleeves and make them.

The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.

How could I not? I cannot recall a time I have felt happier and more alive than when I have traveled with you.