I know when something is too important to be decided by logic.

You have to rely on whatever sparks you have inside.

You deserve someone better than me. Someone young and idealistic…someone who can experience things for the first time along with you. I'm not always kind, and I have more faults than I'd care to name. All I can promise is that I'll want you until my last breath.

The problem with chasing after happiness was that it wasn't a destination you could reach. It was something that happened along the way.

I’m not short. I’m…vertically disadvantaged.

She had always maintained a cynical facade, using it as a defence against embarrassment, fear, loneliness… but at the moment she felt unusually vulnerable.

I’ve never had any objection to appearing depraved or villainous. But I draw the line at looking like a prize idiot.