“You decided what you thought you’d like me to do, and you went ahead and did it. You did what everyone else does. You decided for me.”

I know this isn’t a conventional love story.

Astonishingly, not all girls get dressed just to please men.

Everything takes time… and that’s something that your generation find it a lot harder to adjust to.

You only get one life. It’s actually your duty to live it as fully as possible.

Sometimes life is a series of obstacles, a matter of putting one foot in front of the other.

if you had your mother at your back, you’d be okay. Some deep-rooted part of you would know you were loved. That you deserved to be loved.

Nobody fights you like your own sister; nobody else knows the most vulnerable parts of you and will aim for them without mercy.

The only thing Jess really cared about were those two children and letting them know they were okay. Because even if the whole world was throwing rocks at you,

…I told him a story of two people. Two people who shouldn’t have met, and who didn’t like each other much when they did, but who found they were the only two people in the world who could possibly have understood each other.

A man who has always loved you and, to his detriment, suspects he always will.

Some mistakes… Just have greater consequences than others. But you don’t have to let the result of one mistake be the thing that defines you.

You’ve done nothing, been nowhere. How do you have the faintest idea what kind of person you are?”

There is a hunger in you. A fearlessness. You just buried it, like most people do.

Oh, Clark,if you had any idea what I want to do to you right now.And I…i can’t live with that knowledge. I can’t. It’s Not who I am. I can’t be the kind of man who just…accepts.

And it was suddenly very simple: There was no choice.

But don’t blame me for the food. My wife knows a hundred and one ways to incinerate a cow, and as far as I can tell she’s still experimenting.

Time is a rigid, bonelike structure, extending infinitely ahead and behind, fossilizing the future as well as the past.

While people can be doubted, time cannot be doubted. While people brood, time skips ahead without looking back.

The real romance is out ahead and yet to come. The computer revolution hasn’t started yet.

While people brood, time skips ahead without looking back.

We walk from room to room, look into the room that is lit, the present moment, then walk on. We do not know the rooms ahead, but we know we cannot change them. We are spectators of our lives.

[H]istory is seen in a rear-view mirror while the future is the dark, foggy road ahead, filled with unknown trouble.

You can be connected with community theater or make your own little movies. But, if you want to be a movie star, you’ve got a tough road ahead of you.

Perhaps you need to look back before you can move ahead.