We just got to go on, that’s all. That’s what grown-ups would do.[Also known as:]We did everything adults would do. What went wrong?

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

Never tell a lie when you can tell the truth.

Time is a slippery thing: lose hold of it once, and its string might sail out of your hands forever.

Life is made of so many moments that mean nothing. Then one day, a single moment comes along to define every second that comes after. Such moments are tests of courage, of strength.

It is sometimes an appropriate response to reality to go insane.

You do not follow me because I am the strongest. Pax is. You do not follow me because I am the brightest. Mustang is. You follow me because you do not know where you are going. I do.

When a man is denied the right to live the life he believes in, he has no choice but to become an outlaw.

Sometimes in life, we need a few bad days in order to keep the good ones in perspective.

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.

So long as man remains free he strives for nothing so incessantly and so painfully as to find some one to worship.[Нет заботы беспрерывнее и мучительнее для человека, как, оставшись свободным, сыскать поскорее того, пред кем преклониться.]

A man’s heart is a wretched, wretched thing, Mariam. It isn’t like a mother’s womb. It won’t bleed, it won’t stretch to make room for you.