“People move on after a breakup – sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly. The thing you have to remember is that it was over for him before he ended it, so he had a head start on the process of getting over it.”

The whole world steps aside for the man who knows where he is going.

If a girl is stupid enough to love you after you broke her heart, I guarantee you, she is the one.

Very private people have mastered the art of telling you little about themselves but doing it in such a way you think you know a lot.

You don’t demand respect, you earn it.

If serving is below you, leadership is beyond you.

Books don’t just go with you, they take you where you’ve never been.

Above all else, guard your heart for it affects everything else you do.

Never let your fears be the boundaries of your dreams.

Everything is possible for him who believes.

You are what you think. All that you are arises from your thoughts. With your thoughts you make your world.

Ignore the noise, focus on your work.

When you feel like quitting think about why you started.

People saying that vegans are weak clearly have no idea of how much strength it takes to stand up for what you believe in.

Business doesn’t need more copycats. Business needs more Dreamers.

Q – that’s what I’ll call this new world, Aomame decided. Q is for question mark. A world that bears a question.

Rather than a problem to be solved, the world is a joyful mystery to be contemplated with gladness and praise.

The team has come along slow but fast.

Youth is a blossom whose fruit is love; happy is he who plucks it after watching it slowly ripen.

Everything is traditionally slow – much faster than it ever has been on earth but still far, far too slow.

If you are young and you drink a great deal it will spoil your health, slow your mind, make you fat – in other words, turn you into an adult.

When love finds you, it doesn’t come as crashing waves or thunderbolts. It appears as a song on the radio or a particular blue in the sky. It dawns on you slowly, like a warm winter sunrise-where the promise of summer shines out from within.

I can’t believe how hard it is. The pain is indescribable. It’s like I’ve been turned into sandstone and my insides are being slowly hollowed out by a chisel and mallet.

My brain is like a cross between a colander and a Lazy Susan – thin, slow, and it leaks.

I believe that we need to slow down.