If the only tool you have is a hammer, all your problems begin to look like nails. - Abraham Maslow

Sometimes you fight what you are, and sometimes you give in to it. And some nights you just don’t want to fight yourself anymore, so you pick someone else to fight.

What we prefer to read is sort of like sexual preference, you like what you like. Most of the time you have no clue why.

Death is the last intimate thing we ever do.

Edward smiled, I smiled, even Bernardo smiled. Olaf just looked sinister.

I stared at Jean-Claude and it wasn't the beauty of him that made me love him, it was just him. It was love made up of a thousand touches, a million conversations, a trillion shared looks. A love made up of danger shared, enemies conquered, a determination to neither of us would change the other, even if we could. I love Jean-Claude, all of him, because if I took away the Machiavellian plottings, the labyrinth of his mind, it would lessen him, make him someone else.

Surely being in love doesn't cause you to lose your sense of good taste. If I ever buy a gown with sequins on it, someone just shoot me.