Unrequited love is so boring. Weeping under a blue-black sky is for suckers or maniacs.

I must keep my head and not give in to desire, for desire is what causes women to drown.

That's why there are ten gates to pass through before you reach the garden. If life were easy there would be one gate. There would be no gates at all.

I read everything of Ray Bradbury when I was 12 or 13, and I think that's the most effective time to read Bradbury. He built such a moral world, where you have to make decisions and grow up.

Unfinished business always comes back to haunt you, and a man who swears he'll love you forever isn't finished with you until he's done.

You are only worthy of what you prove yourself to be.

Among men and women, those in love do not always announce themselves with declarations and vows. But they are the ones who weep when you're gone. Who miss you every single night, especially when the sky is so deep and beautiful, and the ground so very cold.