“We cannot escape the longing, no matter what life we choose. Were either longing for people, places or times gone by, which are essentially the same things: memories. And, whether or not we travel,...”

“Literature is the product of a deep-seated need for honesty. Hence, those who lie most are struck most deeply by it, and those who are honest have no need for it.”

“Writers are liars trying to come clean. Thats why the best ones are the most tragic.”

“Reflection is nothing more than what it sounds, and pondering ones own life is about as productive as talking to ones image in a mirror: both acts are egocentric and neither produces a dialog. Peop...”

“If one chews a problem over long enough, it becomes apparent that the jaw is aching, and what started as weighing heavy on the heart ends up a pain in the neck.”

“Physiologically, the union of two opposites is a pleasurable affair. Why should the psyche be any different?”

“Maybe...you'll fall in love with me all over again.""Hell," I said, "I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?""Yes. I want to ruin you.""Good," I said. "That's what I want too.”

“If you stay, I'll do whatever you want. I'll quit the band, go with you to New York. But if you need me to go away, I'll do that, too. I was talking to Liz and she said maybe coming back to your ol...”

“The world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive.”

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that youve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you sa...”

“As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.”

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there i...”

“I was afraid. Of getting hurt in other ways. To be truthful, I still am."His thumb stroked her cheek. "I would never hurt you.""I don't think you can promise me that." She squeezed his bruised fing...”

“Every night, I laid awake with your memories flooding through my eyes with the hope to be with you when sleep arrived.”

“The way to my heart shattered when you left me, but I was glad because your memories were invulnerable, locked inside my heart.”