All these many-coloured feelings fell... like light on a black surface, producing no change, meeting no return.
If time heals all wounds, and a book can hold a person's entire life, then you can speed up the process with a pulp time warp.
The most obvious, most absurdly recognizable phenomena in day-to-day life often become the hardest to remain consciously aware of.
The more closely two organisms depend upon each other the harder it becomes to tell where one organism ends and the other begins.
Constantly re-evaluating your purpose is the best way to ensure that you are pursuing the goals of who you are and not who you used to be.
All of the great writers and sages we are so quick to quote have simply given their interpretation of what it means to be human.
In mastering one thing, you have mastered all things because you have learned how to learn.
When you give your weakness permission to be because you understand that it is simply an expression of your strength, it tends to no longer be a weakness.
Choosing to forgo the small rewards of society now will lead to the monumental rewards of becoming a person of value later.
When your words enter the material world in the form of ink or on screen, you are immediately afforded the opportunity to judge their worth.
When we concentrate on preaching what people WANT to hear we will only succeed in exciting their flash and depressing their spirit.
When it's my time, and the reaper calls my name, there will be no stink of fear on me, and my only wish will be to die with grace, covered in the blood of my enemies.
Arriving late was a way of saying that your own time was more valuable than the time of the person who waited for you.
Quality time is not the same as the everydayness of being together. Let’s neither glorify nor undervalue.
He sank to his knees, absolutely full of despair and sadness. For a long time, droplets of blood continued to fall into his lap.
Because seeing someone’s heart ripped out, presumably for the first time, is something a person should accept naturally, like finding out there’s no Santa Clause.
I wouldn't want to get you into trouble." Gordon hesitated still... Maddie laughed carelessly. "Wouldn't be the first time. Probably wouldn't be the last.
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to the ocean.
The good times were over. Nobody gave a shit and nobody had any money and if they had any, they kept it.
Irrationally, I think, Will You Marry Me? Four words. I Want a Divorce. Four words. I would like time to count the letters as well, but there is not time.
If you manage yourself, you control the flow of your time to the right direction. It takes self-discipline to be at the center of control for your own time.
