“You can’t rely on love. Love will let you down every time. Every. Single. Time. I don’t love Jecca. I don’t love Fanboy. But… God, the buts in life will kill you absolutely every time, won’t they. I don’t love. But I need. I can admit that to myself.”

It’s not an easy choice, but that’s OK. Easy doesn’t equal good. Difficulty doesn’t equal bad. It’s just life, is all.

Fear can keep you alive. The trick is not to let it overwhelm you. Not to let it rule you. If you’re afraid, that’s the universe trying to tell you something. Get away. Don’t run; don’t panic. Just pick up and walk out, calm as you please. Panic makes you stupid.

It just means that if someone hates you, they still have feelings for you. If they really didn’t care about you, they’d just forget about you. They wouldn’t even waste the time hating you.

Jazz hadn’t given her many details of exactly what life in the Dent house had been like, but he’d told her enough that she knew it wasn’t hearts and flowers. Well, except for the occasional heart cut from a chest. And the kind of flowers you send to funerals.

We humans have the capacity to wreak horrors on each other. But we also have the capacity to survive those horrors.

You don’t break up with someone just because of an argument, Josh. At least, I don’t.

Medicine cabinets are dangerous. Those doors, man. They’ll just spring on you like a ninja.

We can know what love is. It´s adults who have forgotten, so they cling to their poor substitute and yell at kids who dare to live with real love. Pure Love. Love without compromise or distraction.

Anger was a waste of time and energy. Anger was useless.”Anger” was the label given to the emotion that accomplished nothing.

Josh Mendel has a secret. Unfortunately, everyone knows what it is.

Unreal. I’m feeling nostalgic for something that happened less than twenty-four hours ago. This has got to be a record.

Yes,” Howie said solemnly. “I can teach you how to be more ‘street’”. “For God’s sake…” “Or is it ‘urban’? I can’t remember. Anyway, I can teach you, grasshopper. Or hip-hopper.

You don’t swing at any pitch. You swing at the ones you can hit.

And what? Accidentally cuts off three fingers postmortem? ‘Oops, oh, no, my girlfriend just died! Clumsy me, in trying to perform CPR, I chopped off some fingers! Guess I’ll just take them with me…. Oh, darn, where did that middle finger go?

Are you stalking me, Mr. Fulton?” The idea both amused and horrified Jazz.

Homecoming’s stupid.” And it is. Buch of kids looking for excuses to grope eachother all night.

Every time I catch myself saying, “Oh no, you shouldn’t try that,” I think, “Yes, I should.”

I started in business over 25 years ago and have found a way to build on what I’ve learned through every partnership and opportunity.

I’m from there. You know, when you grow up with these people and see them every day and then you look at the numbers… it was easy; it was a no-brainer. And when Sony took a look, it was a no-brainer to them, too.

The day Obama got into office, rap was less important because Obama gave kids an alternative. But will rap ever go away? No. There will always be a need for poets.

If I continue to just get to the playoffs every year, I guess you could say I arrived, but right now I’m just trying to find my way.

Every man worships the dollar, and is down before his shrine from morning to night… Other men, the world over, worship regularly at the shrine with matins and vespers, nones and complines, and whatever other daily services may be known to the religious houses; but the New Yorker is always on his knees.

I wish I didn’t have to perform ‘Iron Man’ every night.

Don’t ye know that ev’ry Soul on Earth feels itself to be an Orphan?