Hold to a thing long enough, a secret, a desire, maybe a lie, and it will shape you.

She'll never love you better than she loves her own children.

We’re built of contradictions, all of us. It’s those opposing forces that give us strength, like an arch, each block pressing the next. Give me a man whose parts are all aligned in agreement and I’ll show you madness. We walk a narrow path, insanity to each side. A man without contradictions to balance him will soon veer off.

When you take a woman away from her man, what you get is a woman who can be taken away from her man.

Memory is all we are. Moments and feelings, captured in amber, strung on filaments of reason. Take a man’s memories and you take all of him. Chip away a memory at a time and you destroy him as surely as if you hammered nail after nail through his skull.

It never pays to walk blindly. Especially not in your own castle where familiarity hides so much - even when we have the eyes to see.

I've always seen 'no' as a challenge rather than an answer.