“Youre one of those kinds of womenthose kinds of people I should sayas am I.And what kind of woman is that? Mary was very curious and excited now.A woman who is not satisfied doing only what society...”

“Mary sat on a bench in the park. It was the middle of the night and she was alone and she felt at peace. She leaned back and looked upward. The sky was endless and expansive and the stars stretched...”

“Do you have any idea what it feels like to suddenly realize that the reason youve have been so lost your whole life is because a piece of you was missing and you never even knew itonly to find that...”

“It was the day he learned that smart, witty girls were brighter than sunlight.”

“You’re one of those kinds of women—those kinds of people I should say—as am I.”“And what kind of woman is that?” Mary was very curious and excited now.“A woman who is not satisfied doing only what ...”

“Every choice we make affects the other. It always has… We share our choices and our burdens. But that way neither of us has to carry the weight alone—You have never been alone.”

“As regards intellectual work it remains a fact, indeed, that great decisions in the realm of thought and momentous discoveries and solutions of problems are only possible to an individual, working ...”

“We are all alone, born alone, die alone, andin spite of True Romance magazineswe shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do no...”

“I never really understood the word loneliness. As far as I was concerned, I was in an orgy with the sky and the ocean, and with nature.”

“Free yourself from the burden of feeling the need to hold on to anything. Let go you are a part of everything.”

“The pain of the narcissist is that, to him, everything is really a threat. What doesn't surrender in reverence is blasphemous to a high opinion of oneself - the burden of self-importance. The narci...”

“Our life gets prettier when we try to lighten the burden of others.”

“He loved her, of course, but better than that, he chose her, day after day. Choice: that was the thing.”

“Happiness, like unhappiness, is a proactive choice.”

“But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness, I want sin.''In fact,' said Mustapha Mond, 'you're claiming the right to be unhappy.' 'All ...”