Airports should all belong to the same country. The country of Crappacia. Or Bleakovania. Or Suckitan.

Never take what's offered, always ask for more.

Happiness was useless to me. It was heartache that filled my purse. What happy man has need of Shakespeare?

I will rain down silver and gold for you. I will shatter the black night, break it open, and pour out a million stars. Turn away from the darkness, the madness, the pain. Open your eyes and know that I am here. That I remember and hope. Open your eyes and look at the light.

Why do you write?' Because I love words and stories so much. Because I would be grief stricken every day of my life if I couldn't write. Because I'm obsessed and compelled. Because I'd be utterly useless at anything else.

For the first time, I saw what was in his heart, and I wondered if he might ever want to look deep enough to see mine.

Life’s all about the revolution, isn’t it? The one inside, I mean. You can’t change history. You can’t change the world. All you can ever change is yourself.