Wouldn't it be nice if everything balanced in the world? If right came out on top and wrong was punished. It sure would be simple.

Mary Stewart will always be my goddess. I can pick up one of her early books - one I've read a dozen times - and still slide right into the story.

Survivors lived with their mistakes.

So, you’re hitting on Clare the Fair.” “I’m not hitting on her. I’m exploring the possibility of seeing her on social terms.” “He’s hitting on her,” Owen said around a mouthful of chips. “You’ve still got that thing you had for her back in high school. Are you still writing bad song lyrics about heartbreak?” “Suck me. And they weren’t that bad.” “Yeah, they were,” Ryder disagreed. “But at least now we don’t have to listen to you playing your keyboard and howling them down the hall.

Grudges are bridges with faulty spans. Falling off one is a lot more rewarding than getting stuck on the other side.

Up to this point your life has pretty much sucked. You’re not responsible for that. But you are responsible for what happens from here on.

Sometimes I just want to gobble you whole, eat you alive. You're so gorgeous. You're so beautiful.