“We are all part of some great cycle, some pattern that it was only God’s purpose to understand.”

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.

I chose to believe that God, a benign God, would understand our sufferings and forgive us our trespasses.

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.

Push yourself. Don’t settle. Wear those stripy legs with pride. And if you insist on settling down with some ridiculous bloke, make sure some of this is squirreled away somewhere.

I told him I loved him,” she said, her voice dropping to a whisper. “And he just said it wasn’t enough.” Her eyes were wide and bleak . “How am I supposed to live with that?

Just live well. Just live

The fan base that I’ve had all these years has come along.

I think the trick with knowledge is to “acquire it, and forget all except the perfume” – because it is noisy and sometimes drowns out one’s own “brain voices”.

Who you truly are is a place of no particular thing, but all things at once.

Tugay is writhing around all over the place as if he were dead

I’ve always argued that this country has benefited immensely from the fact that we draw people from all over the world.

George had taken off all ten of his fingers and tied them into a bundle with what appeared to be either his own small intestines.

All I ever wanted to be was a traveler and explorer.

…all his longings came out as a kind of disdain for what he longed for.