"Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there’s a tomorrow. Maybe for you there’s one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through your fingers. So much time you can waste it. But for some of us there’s only today. And the truth is, you never really know."

有时我会感到，我伸展开来覆盖大地、延伸进万物：我感到自己生活在每一棵树木中、生活在浪花中、生活在往来无定的云朵和动物中、生活在季节的轮回中。

I don't believe in luck. I believe in preparation meeting opportunity.

Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions.

The dead are not dead to us until we have forgotten them.

I’m not a guy that’s going to let my love for the weight room down.

The writer must be a smuggler of truths, a clandestine agent of freedom.

You must not deny the story teller’s right to tell the story as he pleases.