“Do I love you? My god, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches.”— William Goldman,, amazon.com
“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”— F. Scott Fitzgerald, amazon.com
“I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded; not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night.”— Khaled Hosseini, amazon.com
“We cross our bridges as we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and the presumption that once our eyes watered.”— Tom Stoppard, amazon.com
“The pieces I am, she gather them and gave them back to me in all the right order.”— Toni Morrison, amazon.com
“It might be that to surrender to happiness was to accept defeat, but it was a defeat better than many victories.”— W. Somerset Maugham, amazon.com
“A dream, all a dream, that ends in nothing, and leaves the sleeper where he lay down, but I wish you to know that you inspired it.”— Charles Dickens, amazon.com
“Sometimes I can feel my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living.”— Jonathan Safran Foer, amazon.com
“She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.”— J. D. Salinger, amazon.com