“What is more terrifying-- the things we imagine or the things that are real?”

“When we place more value on what other people think of us than on what we think of ourselves, it’s a formula for misery.”

“Imagine if we all went around telling people exactly what we were thinking—we’d all sound like a bunch of third graders. MY Vincent drink will be much better than YOUR Vincent drink.”

“Solitary muttering allows you to say all those things you don't have the courage to say to all those people who aredriving you nuts.”

“¿Qué es más aterrador, las cosas que imaginamos o las que son reales?”

“Troy sighed with frustration. "Let me get this straight. We're stuck in the story of Romeo and Juliet and we can't get home without a magic charm from Shakespeare's quill, which doesn't exist in this world. However, we might be able to get home when the story ends, but if Romeo and Juliet don't meet, then we don't have a story. More important, we don't have an ending."Friar Laurence tsk tsked. He placed his speckled hand on Troy's forehead. "Bless you, my son, but a fever has muddled your mind.”

“La vida no es una novela de romance. La gente debería dejar de leer novelas de romance y leer historias reales.”