We don't have to be defined by the things we did or didn't do in our past. Some people allow themselves to be controlled by regret. Maybe it's a regret, maybe it's not. It's merely something that happened. Get over it.

And even if we were hunting vampires, what the hell is the Silly Putty for?

When you have lost hope, you have lost everything. And when you think all is lost, when all is dire and bleak, there is always hope.

When I was younger, I used to vacillate between thinking love was this great and glorious mystery and thinking it was just something a bunch of Hollywood move producers made up to sell more tickets in the Depression, when Dish Night kind of played out."
Eddie laughed.
Now I think that all of us are born with a hole in our hearts, and we go around looking for the person who can fill it.

No one ever does live happily ever after, but we leave the children to find that out for themselves.

I've already had to wait so long."
"How long?" Luce asked.
"Not so long that I've forgotten that you're worth everything. Every sacrifice. Every pain.”

Would he find her?
Without question.
Would he save her?
Always.

Sometimes beautiful things come into our lives out of nowhere. We can't always understand them, but we have to trust in them. I know you want to question everything, but sometimes it pays to just have a little faith.

You know everyone loves to hate a happy pair of lovebirds.

Our memory is made up of our individual memories and our collective memories. The two are intimately linked. And history is our collective memory. If our collective memory is taken from us - is rewritten - we lose the ability to sustain our true selves.

Life is so uncertain: you never know what could happen. One way to deal with that is to keep your pajamas washed

I'm a very ordinary human being; I just happen to like reading books.

It was strange how your brain could know what your heart refused to accept.

You’re not supposed to dislike your own child. You were supposed to like them no matter what, even if they were not what you wanted.

Fats was starting to think that if you flipped every bit of received wisdom on its head you would have the truth.

Love is irrational, I reminded myself. The more you loved someone, the lesa sense anything made.

When we fall in love the first time, we don't know anything. We risk a lot less than we do if we choose to love again.

We hold the choices of our fathers and mothers in our hands and when we cling on or let them slip between our fingers, those choices become our own.

It's all right to wonder

You cannot change your journey if you are unwilling to move at all.