At first it upset me to realize how many people are, at heart, selfish. Now I take that in stride, but people's loneliness still gets to me.

You can always tell how a man will treat his wife by the way he treats his mother.

Happy people are rarely interesting.

You can't wish for more wishes or for vague generalities like happiness that are impossible to grant. Your wish has to be something specific enough that I can use my wand to make it happen. Oh, and recently there's been a ban on inserting yourself into the Twilight series. The Cullens are tired of different teenage girls pinging into their story every time they turn around.

That's the thing about the internet. It's really good at giving you pointless facts like how many horses a star owns, but not important things like how to invade his trailer.

Things that are easily done are often much harder to undo. Sometimes, impossible.

Sometimes love not only lifts you to the ceiling, it also keeps your eyes there.