I could have grabbed his shirt collar. I could have pulled him close to me, so close he could feel my breath on his skin, and I could have said to him, "This is just a crisis. A flash! A single match struck against the implacable darkness of time! You are the one who taught me to never give up. You taught me that new possibilities emerge for those who are prepared, for those who are ready. You have to believe!

But what is worse, smelling the roast and not feasting, or not smelling the roast at all?

There is no dishonor in losing the race. There is only dishonor in not racing because you are afraid to lose.

The first time I saw you,' he says, 'I knew we belonged together.

That which we manifest is before us; we are the creators of our own destiny. Be it through intention or ignorance, our successes and our failures have been brought on by none other than ourselves.

I know in this time of great technological advancement, the idea of reading a book seems almost anachronistic, but I think it's worth preserving.

I gotta be honest with you...I hate numbers. I hate chapter numbers. I hate them.