Hate will keep you alive where love fails

Memories are dangerous things. You turn them over and over, until you know every touch and corner, but still you'll find an edge to cut you.

You can't grow if you're constantly defined by this collection of frozen moments that you keep returning to. And if you can't grow, you're not alive.

There’s something brittle in me that will break before it bends.

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

I like mountains, always have done. Big obstinate bits of rock sticking up where they're not wanted and getting in folk's way. Great. Climbing them is a different matter altogether though. I hate that.

Anything that you cannot sacrifice pins you. Makes you predictable, makes you weak.