She must love me, to worry about me. She must still be capable of love.

You need to be passionate about the creative work that you're doing, but you need to be kind of emotionally separated from how people react to it or how it does. Those things should be secondary, and primary should be your love of the creative act.

Like a wild animal, the truth is too powerful to remain caged.

Pride blinds people to the truth of what they are.

I can’t leave now. I like her too much. There, I said it. But I won’t say it again.

I smirk as Peter misses again. I can't help myself. "Hey, Peter," I say, " Remember what a target is?

though he does not touch me, he steadies me.