There is nobody in the world that you can't get if you really concentrate on it, if you really want them. You've got to want it to the exclusion of everything else.

The wind is us-- it gathers and remembers all our voices, then sends them talking and telling through the leaves and the fields.

I'll pay you a million dollars if you tell your life story for true.

we don't belong to each other: he's an independent, and so am I.

[L]ove, having no geography, knows no boundaries.

And yes, to answer you seriously, I am beginning to be... well, not bored, but tempted; afraid, but tempted. When you've been in pain for a long time, when you wake up every morning with a rising sense of hysteria, then boredom is what you want, marathon sleeps, a silence in yourself.

She was a triumph over ugliness, so often more beguiling than real beauty, if only because it contains paradox.