On the contrary, I think making you happy should be taken very seriously.

The strongest man survives himself.

Yeah, nothing says confidence like pulling tights out of your ass.

When you know the truth about a person then they become real to you, not just a face that you can forget.

Books keep and reciprocate our secrets, dreams, regrets, and hopes better than any friend in the world.

Of all the comforting objects in this world, few things are as reassuring and accepting as books.

She better be capable of achieving something of the greatness that a cure for cancer would give the world or as damned good of an assassin as he was. If she possessed none of that, she should at least be the kind of woman with both a personality and face that could make any man question his better judgment. There weren’t enough of those in the world, at least not in the world he knew.

-I was young! I made a mistake, okay! Haven’t you ever made a mistake?-I’m old! Of course I’ve made mistakes, you stupid little shit!