The real power of a wolf isn't in its fearsome jaws, which can clench with fifteen hundred pounds of pressure per square inch. The real power of a wolf is having that strength, and knowing when not to use it.

But then again, maybe bad things happen because it’s the only way we can keep remembering what good is supposed to look like.

What is the point of trying to put down on paper emotions that are too complex, too huge, too overwhelming to be confined by an alphabet? Love isn't the only word that fails. Hate does, too.

Life sometimes gets so bogged down in the details, you forget you are living it.

i'm sure i'm worth a lot more dead than alive

What is right, in the end, is not always what it seems to be, and some rules are better broken.

Life is not a plot; it's in the details.