It’s funny how one summer can change everything. It must be something about the heat and the smell of chlorine, fresh-cut grass and honeysuckle, asphalt sizzling after late-day thunderstorms, the steam rising while everything drips around it. Something about long, lazy days and whirring air conditioners and bright plastic flip-flops from the drugstore thwacking down the street. Something about fall being so close, another year, another Christmas, another beginning. So much in one summer, stirring up like the storms that crest at the end of each day, blowing out all the heat and dirt to leave everything gasping and cool. Everyone can reach back to one summer and lay a finger to it, finding the exact point when everything changed. That summer was mine. - Sarah Dessen, That Summer

If you don't love me, it does not matter, anyway I can love for both of us - Stendhal

I am not sure exactly what heaven will be like, but I know that when we die and it comes time for God to judge us, he will not ask, 'How many good things have you done in your life?' rather he will ask, 'How much love did you put into what you did? - Mother Teresa

I was halfway across America, at the dividing line between the East of my youth and the West of my future. - Jack Kerouac, On the Road

Toby Zeigler: There's literally no one in the world I don't hate right now. - Aaron Sorkin

Everything changed the day she figured out there was exactly enough time for the important things in her life. - Brian Andreas

What hurts us is what heals us - Paulo Coelho, Aleph

But there is in everything a reasonable division of labour. I have written the book, and nothing on earth would induce me to read it. - G.K. Chesterton

You can never cross the ocean until you have the courage to lose sight of the shore - André Gide

I know I’m not supposed to say this, but I love you. - Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

A truth should exist,it should not be usedlike this. If I love youis that a fact or a weapon? - Margaret Atwood

Sometimes love means letting go when you want to hold on tighter. - Melissa Marr, Ink Exchange

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest, hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body, the sovereign nose of your arrogant face, I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes, and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight, hunting for you, for your hot heart, Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue. - Pablo Neruda

At first we had so much to catch up on we were talking a hundred words a second, barely even listening to the ends of one another's sentences before moving onto the next. And there was laughing. Lots of laughing. Then the laughing stopped and there was this silence. What the hell was it?It was like the world stopped turning in that instant. Like everyone around us had disappeared. Like everything at home was forgotten about. It was as if those few minutes on this world were created just for us and all we could do was look at each other. It was like he was seeing my face for the first time. He looked confused but kind of amused. Exactly how I felt. Because I was sitting on the grass with my best friend Alex, and that was my best friend Alex's face and nose and eyes and lips, but they seemed different. So I kissed him. I seized the moment and I kissed him, - Cecelia Ahern, Love, Rosie

I don't want to hurt you or anybody so please forget about me. Just try. Find yourself a better friend. - Nina LaCour, Hold Still

No rational argument will have a rational effect on a man who does not want to adopt a rational attitude. - Karl R. Popper

Never follow the crowd. - Bernard M. Baruch

She was bendable light: she shone around every corner of my day. - Jerry Spinelli, Stargirl

I have never read The Joy of Crap. Sounds disgusting. I have, however, read The Joy of Sex. Not in a while, but I think it's one of those classics you can come back to again... and again. - Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

I just want you to know that you’re very special… and the only reason I’m telling you is that I don’t know if anyone else ever has. - Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower