“Because even if the lie is beautiful, the truth is what you face in the end.”

“I wish I had a memory of that first violent shove, the shock of cold air, the sting of oxygen into new lungs. Everyone should remember being born. It doesn't seem fair that we only remember dying.”

“Trust is the strongest weapon.”

“Love unrequited is violent. He loves you so much that he's turned it into hate.”

“It is the face of a girl who has seen the world, who realizes that it hates her, and who hates it in return.”

“Lovers are weapons, but love is a wound.”

“She'd always had a hankering for sitting quietly in dark, confined spaces.”

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”

“Every man who has reached even his intellectual teens begins to suspect that life is no farce that it is not genteel comedy even that it flowers and fructifies on the contrary out of the profoundes...”

“Let us love. Let our lives be a perpetual song of love for God, first of all, and for all human beings who suffer, love, and mourn. Let deep joy live in us. Let us be like the lark, enemy of the ni...”

“The world was a sick animal, a sort of huge cancerous tumour, a thing of bubbling liquids, whitish patches, dribbling pus, fantastic pimples of dead skin that grew in all directions, swelled up, be...”

“He walks the soft grass, wet with fresh rain, jeans slung low on his hips and shirt hanging open, still dripping from the fevered maelstrom that set fire to the night sky. Fury in his step and pass...”

“Trust is the strongest weapon.”