“What power would hell have if those imprisoned here would not be able to dream of heaven?”

When I was a child, adults would tell me not to make things up, warning me of what would happen if I did. As far as I can tell so far, it seems to involve lots of foreign travel and not having to get up too early in the morning.

Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination.

What do stars do? They shine.

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful.

The future came and went in the mildly discouraging way that futures do.

Every hour wounds. The last one kills.

There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away the things she won’t remember and that she can’t even let herself think about because that’s when the birds scream and the worms crawl and somewhere in her mind it’s always raining a slow and endless drizzle.

I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes, you’re doing something.

Everybody going to be dead one day, just give them time.

A book is a dream that you hold in your hands.

I mean, maybe I am crazy. I mean, maybe. But if this is all there is, then I don’t want to be sane.

To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due.

You don’t have to stay anywhere forever.

There’s none so blind as those who will not listen.

Several years later, from a taxi, you will see someone in a doorway who looks like her, but she will be gone by the time you persuade the driver to stop. You will never see her again. Whenever it rains you will think of her.

Oh, monsters are scared,” said Lettie.” That’s why they’re monsters.

Money has never yet made anyone rich.

You can never be overdressed or overeducated.

When I planted my pain in the field of patience it bore fruit of happiness.

It is strange, but true, that the most important turning-points of life often come at the most unexpected times and in the most unexpected ways.

It is not the length of life, but the depth.

Spring comes, and the grass grows by itself.

If you don’t believe in yourself, then how will anyone else believe in you?

We are not victims of our situation. We are the architects of it.