Then she offers him a slim but sincere smile, and he reluctantly returns it. It doesn't bridge the gap between them, but at least it marks the spot where the bridge might be built.

You'll feel a tingling in your chest," says a surgeon. "It's nothing to worry about.

You have robbed me, and everyone here, of their purpose. That's not salvation, that's damnation.

I mean, it's like we all get our raw materials from our families―but it's up to us whether we build bridges or bombs.

We weren't going anywhere," Nick said with a smile. He was trying to sound charming, but instead wound up sounding heavily sedated.

That's wisdom you can take to the grave, and dig up when you need it!

...the Statue of Liberty's got this invitation: 'Give me your tired, your poor, your reeking homeless--' 'Huddled masses,' said Ira. 'Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.' ... Okay, fine. So like everybody in the old countries says, 'Hey, I'm a huddled mass,' and they all wanna come over.