When reason sleeps, the monsters of repression will emerge.

If you don't stop apologizing, you're going to convince me you've done something wrong.

No two people will ever see or feel things in the same way, Merry. The challenge is to be truthful when you write. Don't approximate. Don't settle for the easiest combination of words. Go searching instead for those that explain exactly what you think. What you feel.

Rejection is a cancer, Edie. It eats away at a person.

In each man's heart there lies a hole. A dark abyss of need, the filling of which takes precedence over all else.

It's a funny thing, character, the way it brands people as they age, rising from within to leave its scar.

He had the vague sense of standing on a threshold, the crossing of which would change everything.