The storm dropped a house on her head.

I hate New Year's Eve. One more chance to remember that you haven't yet done what you wanted. And to pretend it doesn't matter.

You confuse not speaking with not listening.

People who claim that they're evil are usually no worse than the rest of us... It's people who claim that they're good, or any way better than the rest of us, that you have to be wary of.

The wickedness of men is that their power breeds stupidity and blindness.

The melody faded like a rainbow after a storm, or like winds calming down at last; and what was left was calm, and possibility, and relief.

...the reasons just reassemble themselves in different patterns every time I think about it.