The world had teeth and it could bite you with them anytime it wanted. ~The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon

So will the world end, I think, a victim of love rather than hate. For love's ever been the more destructive weapon.

The concept of dreaming is known to the waking mind but to the dreamer there is no waking, no real world, no sanity; there is only the screaming bedlam of sleep.

I think that real friendship always makes us feel such sweet gratitude, because the world almost always seems like a very hard desert, and the flowers that grow there seem to grow against such high odds.

and so will the world end, I think, a victim of love rather than hate. For love's ever been the more destructive weapon, sure.

There had never been a shortage of fools in the world