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What she had realized was that love was that moment when your heart was about to burst.

Then I discovered that being related is no guarantee of love!

I've had many enemies over the years. If there's one thing I've learned, it's never engage in a fight you're sure to lose. On the other hand, never let anyone who has insulted you get away with it. Bide your time and strike back when you're in a position of strength - even if you no longer need to strike back.

Friendship- my definition- is built on two things. Respect and trust. Both elements have to be there. And it has to be mutual. You can have respect for someone, but if you don't have trust, the friendship will crumble.

Impulsive actions led to trouble, and trouble could have unpleasant consequences.

No, I don't believe in God, but I respect the fact that you do. Everyone has to have something to believe in.

It doesn't matter how good the enemy's weapons are. If he can't see you, he can't hit you. Cover, cover, cover. Make sure you're never exposed.

Sometimes they were together so often that it felt as though they really were a couple; sometimes weeks and months would go by before they saw each other. But even as alcoholics are drawn to the state liquor store after a stint on the wagon, they always came back to each other.

It did no good to cry, she had learned that early on. She had also learned that every time she tried to make someone aware of something in her life, the situation just got worse. Consequently it was up to her to solve her problems by herself, using whatever methods she deemed necessary.

Everyone has secrets. It's just a matter of finding out what they are.

Nobody can avoid falling in love. They might want to deny it, but friendship is probably the most common form of love.

Don't ever fight with Lisbeth Salander. Her attitude towards the rest of the world is that if someone threatens her with a gun, she'll get a bigger gun.

But she wished she had had the guts to go up to him and say hello. Or possibly break his legs, she wasn't sure which.

Salander was the woman who hated men who hate women.

There were not so many physical threats that could not be countered with a decent hammer.

She had stared at him for a whole minute and decided that she did not have a grain of feeling left, because it would have been the same as bleeding to death. F*ck You.

I'm unhappy. I don't want to fall in love with you. It'll hurt far too much when it's over.

Some of the writers I've praised are Sara Paretsky, Val McDermid, Elisabeth George and Minette Walters. Strangely enough, almost all are women.

The enemy of my enemy is my bro!

Walk until the darkness is a memory, and you become the sun on the next traveler's horizon.