Mgg Quotes

Too young to party, just odd enough to participate in federal investigations of serial murder. Story of my life.

Pretending something doesn't matter doesn't make it matter less.

Nothing hurts you unless you let it.

Love only yourself a little bit longer, until you can't stand not to love someone else.

Luckily for us, I've never met a bad idea I did not immediately embrace like the dearest of friends.

Sometimes, the most dangerous people were the ones you trusted most.

Home isn't a place. Home is the people who love you most, the people who will always love you, forever and ever, no matter what.

His world looked like a storm. I was going to be its center.

And you're late." "I prefer chronologically challenged.

Your statistical track record for decision-making is somewhat concerning.

Words can lie. See beyond them.

The most important words a man can say are, "I will do better.

The morning was full of sunlight and hope.

I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.

I will never forget your fire. I can't wait to see what you do.

Home isn't a place. It's not having a bed to come home to, or a yard, or a Christmas tree at the holidays. Home is the people who love you.

That's why you can't give up. Heroes don't give up.

You know that just because you ignore something, that doesn't make it go away.

That's what trust is. It's about giving someone else power over you. Power to hurt you.

Dance it off.

I wold never call loving someone else a weakness. I think living without love at all, any kind of love, is weakness. And the worst kind of darkness.

Did you know that New Hampshire has more hamsters per capita than any other state?

Fear can be a good thing. Fear doesn't let you forget.

Love wasn't about being right or wrong, but about standing up and helping when your partner's back was bowed.

Some see a weed; some see a flower. Perspective.

Luck was fine and well, but I didn't need it. I had a plan.

It was a dreadful thing to see. Humans beings can be awful cruel to one another.

You don't believe the sky is falling until a chunk of it falls on you.

The question," she replied, "is not whether you will love, hurt, dream, and die. It is what you will love, why you will hurt, when you will dream, and how you will die. This is your choice. You cannot pick the destination, only the path.

And when he broke, it was a miracle he managed to find all the pieces of himself again.

She wanted to be herself at all costs.

You can't live forever; you can't live forever.

Every day you say something or do something that challenges me, changes me.

It don't make no difference whether you do right or wrong, a person's conscience ain't got no sense, and just goes for him anyway.

She liked then to wander alone into strange and unfamiliar places. She discovered many a sunny, sleepy corner, fashioned to dream in.

I earned those scars. I'm keeping them.

We certainly are an odd bunch." "Yes. Seven people. Odd.

I had a splinter once," Shallan noted. "It eventually got out of hand.

It is always the gentle ones I fear for the most, those willing to bare their hearts, who grieve for others and feel happy for others’ happiness.

You can't ever have my books.

She wanted to destroy something. The crash and clatter were what she wanted to hear.

He hadn't changed in one giant leap, but across a million little steps.

Time has fallen asleep in the afternoon sunshine.

You think you walk, Lucy? I think you fly. You see yourself in a uniform? I see you in a cape. You're a hero, of the quietest but most genuine nature.

Use your eyes. Use your ears. Use your brains---if you've got any. And, if necessary--act.

She had resolved to never take another step backward.

I never leave the house with just one knife. Seriously. Do I look like a one-knife kind of girl?

That’s the thing about evil. You don’t need to be it to do it. It doesn’t have to consume all of you. It can be small. All you have to do is let it exist.

Risk is part of the game.

Monsters are more dangerous when they're afraid.

When any worthwhile thing is done in the world, it's usually done by somebody weird.

But that's the wonderful thing about man; he never gets so discouraged or disgusted that he gives up doing it all over again, because he knows very well it is important and worth the doing.

I made choices, and then, having made them, I had fewer choices.

If nobody asked questions, then we would never learn anything.

Sometimes a crime is an act of heroism.

Hope is a delicate thing. A dangerous thing.

Life is full of drowning people, reading and willing to drown you, too.

You're afraid of making mistakes. Don't be. Mistakes can be profited by.

The truth costs. Lies cost more.

He had a dream and it shot him.

But sometimes you cope by wasting time, yes?

Because my mother taught me that, in spite of everything, I must choose goodness.

If you listen to your fears, you will die never knowing what a great person you might have been.

Failure is the mark of a life well lived. In turn, the only way to live without failure is to be of no use to anyone. Trust me, I've practiced.

It is not perfection we seek, for perfection is impossible. It is instead consistency.

Apparently she's got revenge on her mind, and it's really annoying when people try to talk at you while you're feeling murderish.

Home is the people who love you.

I still don't have all the answers, but I'm no longer afraid to confront the questions.

He might have lost his mind, but never his fashion sense.

After every unladylike action, there must be an equal and opposite reaction. Consider the necessary, analyze the consequences, clean up the mess.

You can't pray a lie--I found that out.

I do not fear pain.

He was composed, polite, and intelligent. All the things a prince should be.

None of them knew the color of the sky.

Sometimes I feel this summer as if I were walking through the green meadow again, idly, aimlessly, unthinking and unguided.

I realized death isn't the worst thing. It's the last thing. And endings are hard, that's all.

I'm so storming clever that half the time, even I can't follow what I'm talking about.

You gwyne to have considerable trouble in yo' life, en considerable joy. Sometimes you gwyne to git hurt, en sometimes you gwyne to git sick; but every time you's gwyne to git well agin.

Happiness is important. Fun is everything.

The truth is usually inappropriate.

I'm not crazy; I'm curious.

The distance is nothing, when one has a motive.

THE EVENTS IN THIS BOOK ARE REAL. NAMES ANS PLACES HAVE BEEN CHANGED TO PROTECT THE LORIEN, WHO REMAIN IN HIDING. OTHER CIVILIZATIONS DO EXIST. SOME OF THEM SEEK TO DESTROY YOU.

Consider the necessary, analyze the consequences, clean up the mess.

It is a valuable thing for an intelligencer to be forgotten.

I am often told I defy expectations.

But that's the thing about being the girl who's spent years convincing the world she's not afraid of anything: At some point, someone is going to find out you're afraid of everything.

It’s college,” Charlotte says with a shrug. “‘Smart but a bad influence’ describes like half the student body.

The human heart is unsearchable. Who is to fathom it?

Once you take the cat out of the bag, you can't cram it back in.

We like the shadows. That's where all the power is.

She grew daring and reckless, overestimating her strength. She wanted to swim far out, where no woman had swum before.

You lose track of time when you're deep in conservation with an otherworldly being made of pure Loric energy.

Shut your cake hole, you revolting young blot.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words from stupid Russian kidnappers can never hurt me.

The sum total of stupid people is somewhere around the population of the planet. Plus one.

Watching the abuse and worry he dealt with firsthand made me see how time and fear could shape a person into someone who is, by most accounts, evil.

There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others.

This ain't no thirty-seven year job, this is a thirty-eight year job, Tom Sawyer.

The past was nothing to her; offered no lesson which she was willing to heed. The future was a mystery which she never attempted to penetrate. The present alone was significant, was hers, to torture her as it was doing then with the biting which her impassioned, newly awakened being demanded.