“I am conscious that knowing me has caused you pain, and grief, and I hope that one day when you are less angry with me and less upset you will see not just that I could only have done the thing that I did, but also that this will help you live a really good life, a better life, than if you hadn’t met me.”

Sometimes, she realizes suddenly, it is simply a matter of blind faith.

Sometimes when you get hammered till the small hours you feel pretty good in the morning, but really it’s just because you’re still a bit drunk.

When you put someone down all the time, eventually they stop listening to the sensible stuff.

You all expect to live the lives you chose. Especially a successful young man like yourself. But it takes time.

I’m not going to try and change you mind.” “If you’re here, you accept it’s my choice. This is the first thing I’ve been in control of since the accident.” “I know.” And there it was. He knew it, and I knew it.

I thought the world had actually ended. I thought nothing good could ever happen again.

You make me happy, even when you’re awful. I would rather be with you – even the you that you seem to think is diminished – than with anyone else in the world.

How is it possible to exist with so much pain?

“You cut yourself off from all sorts of experiences because you tell yourself you are ‘not that sort of person'” “But, I’m not.” “How do you know?

All that counts is the truth. Without it you’re basically just juggling people’s daft ideas.

Push yourself. Don’t Settle. Just live well. Just LIVE.

Sometimes, Clark, you are pretty much the only thing that makes me want to get up in the morning.

You can only actually help someone who wants to be helped.

She went kind of pink and laughed, the kind of laugh you do when you know yo shouldn’t be laughing.

If you’d bothered to ask me, Clark, if you’d bothered to consult me just once about this so-called fun outing of ours.

The kind of laugh that spoke of a conspiracy.

Some day soon, perhaps in forty years, there will be no one alive who has ever known me. That’s when I will be truly dead – when I exist in no one’s memory.

Christmas Day was special because everybody is watching at home. That’s what I loved about Christmas Day because it shined the spotlight on the Lakers, on our team.

I say I’m Jimi Hendrix, Jim Morrison, Janis Joplin all wrapped up into one. If I die early … I’ll be just like those guys.

The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron.

When you’re the commander in chief, you’re the commander in chief on day one. You don’t get like a six-month grace period.

I lived with the terrible knowledge that one day I would be an old man still waiting for my real life to start. Already, I pitied that old man.

I am a businessman. This is what I do each and every day. I love it. I love coming to work. I never have a bad day.

Unless you sit down and talk to your dad and say, ‘Why weren’t you there?’ and he says, ‘I’m going to really tell you the truth,’ then you won’t know.