Absence may or may not make the heart grow fonder, but it certainly freshens the eye.

They were nice enough people and all, but there wasn't much love in them. Because they were too busy being afraid. Love didn't grow very well in a place where there was only fear, just as plants didn't grow very well in a place where it was always dark.

Las personas con un alto nivel de tolerancia al aburrimiento tienen tiempo de sobra para pensar.

There was a lot they didn’t tell you about death, she had discovered, and one of the biggies was how long it took the ones you loved most to die in your heart.

The world had moved on and all that was over, done before fairly begun.

Reading is the creative center of a writer's life." -

I've always believed in God. I also think that's the sort of thing that either comes as part of the equipment, the capacity to believe, or at some point in your life, when you're in a position where you actually need help from a power greater than yourself, you simply make an agreement.