Words worth keeping

People are more difficult to work with than machines. And when you break a person, he can't be fixed.

Both Rowling and Meyer, they’re speaking directly to young people. … The real difference is that Jo Rowling is a terrific writer and Stephenie Meyer can’t write worth a darn. She’s not very good.

When someone is crying, of course, the noble thing to do is to comfort them. But if someone is trying to hide their tears, it may also be noble to pretend you do not notice them.

The Road goes ever on and onDown from the door where it began.Now far ahead the Road has gone,And I must follow, if I can,Pursuing it with eager feet,Until it joins some larger wayWhere many paths and errands meet.And whither then? I cannot say

Always do sober what you said you'd do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut.

I was thinking about the first time I ever saw you," he said, "and how after that I couldn't forget you. I wanted to, but I couldn't stop myself. I forced Hodge to let me be the one who came to find you and bring you back to the Institue. And even back then, in that stupid coffee shop, when I saw you sitting on that couch with Simon, even then that felt wrong to me-- I should have been the one sitting with you. The one who made you laugh like that. I couldn't get rid of that feeling. That it should have been me. And the more I knew you, the more I felt it--it had never been like that for me before. I'd always wanted a girl and then gotten to know her and not wanted her anymore, but with you the feeling just got stronger and stronger until that night when you showed up at Renwick's and I knew.

And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.

Goodbye," said the fox. "And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.

Is standing by the window muttering about blood something he does all the time?" asked Simon."No," Jace said. "Sometimes he sits on the couch and does it.

Sometimes it seems safer to hold it all in, where the only person who can judge is yourself.

Every generation imagines itself to be more intelligent than the one that went before it, and wiser than the one that comes after it.

At some point, you just pull off the Band-Aid, and it hurts, but then it's over and you're relieved.

Despite my ghoulish reputation, I really have the heart of a small boy. I keep it in a jar on my desk.

You don't remember what happened. What you remember becomes what happened.

I'm quite illiterate, but I read a lot.