... But then again, a person could turn ugly. Their actual look could change when their actions were repulsive.

Sometimes you can cattle rope your heart and sometimes you can't, is all.

Maybe it was wrong, or maybe impossible, but I wanted the truth to be one thing. One solid thing.

A drop of poison on that gathering snow. That moment in the fairy tale when we know what just happened but the princess doesn’t.

Unconditional love is like a contry of two with no laws and no government. Which is all fine if everyone is peaceful and law abiding. In the wrong hands, though, you got looting and crime sprees, and let me tell you, the people who demand unconditional love are usually the ones who will rob and pillage and then blame you because you left your door unlocked.

I don’t know why we do it. But sometimes we just swim straight for the net.

No one is ever quite as strong or as weak as you'd think.