A big group of daily friends or a white painted house with bills and mirrors, are not a necessity to me—but an intelligent conversation while sharing another coffee, is.

Do you wait for things to happen, or do you make them happen yourself? I believe in writing your own story.

I haven’t been very impressed lately.By people, or places, or the way someone said he loved me and then slowly changed his mind.

I am not a broken heart. I am not collarbones or drunken letters never sent. I am not the way I leave or left or didn’t know how to handle anything, at any time, and I am not your fault.

You were the hardest year of my life and I’ve never been so happy. What does that say about me?

Sometimes you need to sit lonely on the floor in a quiet room in order to hear your own voice and not let it drown in the noise of others.

I am not collarbones or drunken letters never sent. I am not the way I leave or left or didn’t know how to handle anything, at any time, and I am not your fault.

Throwing yourself into the purse of a dream is the biggest adventure you can take on.

You can start anew at any given moment. Life is just the passage of time and it’s up to you to pass it as you please.

Fear is the thing that makes the heart grow.

I just want to be someone, to mean something to anyone…

O Lord that bear rule, who may know these things, but he that had not his dwelling with men?

I love people, that´s why I win. If you love people, you win.

Definitions from Mulla Do-Piaza.Poverty: The result of marriage.

You are my star in this dark, dark world that we inhabit.

The older I become the more I realize of that I have to work very hard to reproduce what I search: the instantaneous. The influence of the atmosphere on the things and the light scattered throughout.

When I have conversations with people, for some strange reason they think I'm gonna die and they're not. But you know what? Death means nothing to me.

If you were just intent on killing people you could do better with a bomb made of agricultural fertiliser.

The mind's cross indexing puts the best librarian to shame.

I want to live as long as possible, just to see how stupid it gets.

All that glitters is not gold.