There are many ways to love someone. Sometimes we want love so much, we're not too choosy about who we love. Other times, we make love such a pure and noble thing, no poor human can ever meet our vision. But for the most part, love is a recognition, an opportunity to say, "There is something about you I cherish." It doesn't entail marriage, or even physical love. There's love of parents, love of city or nation, love of life, and love of people. All different, all love.

Altruism accrues little benefit to those lying cold in the gutter.

The saddest part of a broken heart Isn't the ending so much as the start The tragedy starts from the very first spark Losing your mind for the sake of your heart

Writing is hard work; its also the best job Ive ever had.

The real secret of magic is that there is no magic.

There is no idea so brilliant or original that a sufficiently-untalented writer can't screw it up.

Neal had a couple of good ideas and they fit nicely, so that's the way I decided to go.