People are drawn deeper into tragedy not by their defects but by their virtues.

Love with complications. Scenery was the last thing on my mind.

What a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for and to do it so unconsciously.

The facts and techniques or whatever they teach you in class isn't going to be veryuseful in the real world, that's for sure.

You couldn’t begin to imagine who I am, where I’m going, or what I’m about to do, All of you are trapped here. You can’t go anywhere, forward or back. But I’m not like you. I have work to do. I have a mission to accomplish. And so, with your permission, I shall move ahead.

When I am writing, I do not distinguish between the natural and supernatural. Everything seems real. That is my world, you could say.

That’s what love’s all about. You’re the only one having those wonderful feelings, but you have to go it alone as you wander through the dark your mind and body have to bear it all. All by yourself.