“The feeling that maybe you won't ever get your inspiration back. That's a very cold place to be.”

“We are never ever ever… getting back together.
We are never ever ever… getting back together.
You go talk to your friends, talk to my friends, talk to me.
But we are never ever ever ever… getting back together.
Like, ever.”

“And I wait staring at the Northern Star
I'm afraid it won't lead you very far
He's so cold, he will win the world tonight
All the angels kneel into the frozen lights
Feel their hearts they're cold and white”

“Oh won't you stay
Stay a while with your own ones
Don't ever stray
Stray so far from your own ones
'Cause the world is so cold
Don't care nothing for your soul
That you share with your own ones.”

“First forget inspiration. Habit is more dependable. Habit will sustain you whether you're inspired or not. Habit will help you finish and polish your stories. Inspiration won't. Habit is persistence in practice.”

“Cause maybe you're loveable.
Maybe you're my snowflake.
And your eyes turn from green to gray.
And in the winter I'll hold you in a cold place.
And you should never cut your hair,
'Cause I love the way you flick it off your shoulder.And you will never know
Just how beautiful you are to me.
But maybe I'm just in love
When you wake me up.”

“And pity--people who inspire it in you are actually very powerful people. To get someone else to take care of you, to feel sorry for you--that takes a lot of strength, smarts, manipulation. Very powerful people.”

“Life's not a bitch, life is a beautiful woman, You only call her a bitch 'cause she won't let you get that pussy, Maybe she didn't feel y'all shared any similar interests, Or maybe you're just an asshole who couldn't sweet-talk the princess,”

“She's very pretty but she's honey from the icebox, if you know what I mean. Cold sweets won't spread.”

“Get back in my cot, girl," said Gilsa. "You're sickly."
No, I'm not," said Ani.
Oh, no? Well, maybe stubbornness is a sickness, did you ever think of that?”