The only way we know it's true is that we both dreamed it. That's what reality is. It's a dream everyone has together.

girls forbidden to dance would only attract husbands with bad complexions and sunken chests.

That was the deal basically: catatonia without; frenzy within

It was like autumn, looking at her. it was like driving up north to see the colors.

In the midst of my skeptical, cynical, often pessimistic nature exists a slender capacity to believe, if only temporarily, in a guiding, unseen power, and whenever this happens, I go with it. That's what inspiration is. You don't get it from the gods. You make it.

I don’t know what you’re feeling, I won’t even pretend

My house fly theory is related to my theory about why time seems to go faster as you get older." "Why's that?" the girl asked. "It's proportional," Leonard explained. "When you're five, you've only been alive a couple thousand days. But by the time you're fifty, you've lived around twenty thousand days. So a day when you're five seems longer because it's a greater percentage of the whole.