The beginning is the word and the end is silence. And in between are all the stories.

If people believed in eternal damnation they might not be seizing the day quite so much.

They said love made you strong, but in Louise's opinion it made you weak. It corkscrewed into your heart and you couldn't get it out again, not without ripping your heart to pieces.

Time was a thief, he stole your life away from you and the only way you could get it back was to outwit him and snatch it right back.

Sometimes it was harder to change the past than it was the future.

No point in thinking, you just have to get on with life. We only have one after all, we should try and do our best. We can never get it right, but we must try.

She should have done science, not spent all her time with her head in novels. Novels gave you a completely false idea about life, they told lies and they implied there were endings when in reality there were no endings, everything just went on and on and on.