Fear is the only way to greet the devil.
Wisdom holds a candle to experience, but you've got to take the candle and walk alone.
You have to stop loving me. Because I stopped loving you.
They could steam up windows with their kisses, but as soon as they started using their mouths for other things—like talking—everything got so complicated.
Loneliness in a crowd of people was the worst kind of loneliness, but she couldn't help it.
Friendship, Roland realized, was its very own kind of love.