A cell is just a room if you don't lock the door.

Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting.

People fall in love without reason, without even wanting to. You can't predict it. That's love.

The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night.

Can'ttrustpeople. Won'tdoanygood. They'llkillyoueverytime. They'llkilleachother. They'llkilleveryone.

Precipitate as weather, she appeared from somewhere, then evaporated, leaving only memory.

Suicides? Heart attacks? The papers didn't seem interested. The world was full of ways to die, too many to cover. Newsworthy deaths had to be exceptional. Most people go unobserved.

Tendencies. Yougottendencies. Soevenifyoudideverythingoveragain, yourwholelife, yougottendenciestodojustwhatyoudid, alloveragain. -The Sheep Man.

The real world—where I probably could never be happy, and never get anywhere.

For darkness terrifies. It swallows you, warps you, nullifies you. Who alive can possibly profess confidence in darkness? In the dark, you can't see.

We keep moving. And as we do, the things around us, well, they disappear.

It's not always necessary to be strong, but to feel strong.

Dani said this woman, with whom she’d lived for two years, had never known her. “I feel like people accept the first thing I show them, ” she said, “and that’s all I ever am to them.

The greatest triumph is victory over all trials.

The walk liberating, I was released from forms, from the perpendiculars, straight lines, blocks, boxes, binds of thought into the hues, shadings, rises, flowing bends and blends of sight.

Thenewno2 is sort of my little prototype band, really.

When you're cornered, there are two things you can do: move or fight.

At least 35 years ago, you didn't have the internet telling you every single thing that happened in every school and college around the world.

I've had all the lessons I could get. I've learned from everybody I've ever met.

My girlfriend: sophomore honors student, demigod, and — oh, yeah — head architect for redesigning the palace of the gods on Mount Olympus in her spare time.

I didn't cut no corners, I just gave it my heart and soul.