“The tear-stained letters of my regret will remain forever unread, for I am never going to be strong enough to give them to you.”

“History is the lie. History's words stain otherwise pristine books, drops of inky poison frosted in sugared deception.”

“Only the dead remember the truth.”

“Inside all of us is a light, but some beacons are darker than others, and some are so dark they never realize they are a form of light at all.”

“What do you live for when everyone and everything you love is gone? Do you keep going, keep stumbling through the dark, or do you find something new to cherish? Maybe neither. Maybe you walk silent...”

“We are meant to love. We are meant to lose. Love is our promise of a bittersweet end, and our desperate, hopeless struggle not to hurt anyone along the way.”

“It is better to be small, colorful, sexy, careless, and peaceful, like the flowers, than large, conservative, repressed, fearful, and aggressive, like the thunder lizards; a lesson, by the way, tha...”

“Nothing but truth is immortal.”

“I've put in so many enigmas and puzzles that it will keep the professors busy for centuries arguing over what I meant, and that is the only way of insuring one's immortality.”

“Naught but leaves brushed in the wind, stemming from the forest behind my house. Oh, and of course, the wildlife seized every chance to tell the stars who they were; they hooted, howled, and growle...”

“I dont have a philosophy: I have senses...If I talk about Nature, its not because I know what it is,But because I love it, and thats why I love it,Because when you love you never know what you love...”

“I have been wrongly accused; and you, ma'am, and everybody else, will now think me wicked.""We shall think you what you prove yourself to be, my child. Continue to act as a good girl, and you will ...”