After you find out all the things that can go wrong, your life becomes less about living and more about waiting.

We live and we die and anything else is just a delusion.

Anybody's true nature is bullshit. There is no human soul. Emotion is bullshit. Love is bullshit.

Love is bullshit. Emotion is bullshit.

The truth is, immigrants tend to be more American than people born here.

some soap opera, you know, real people pretending to be fake people with made-up problems being watched by real people to forget their real problems.

By the time you're thirty, your worst enemy is yourself.

You gain power by pretending to be weak.

Those who can forget the past are way ahead of the rest of us.

More and more, the hardest part of crying is when I can't stop.

You can’t fool people into loving you.

I've always found that the most beautiful people, truly beautiful inside and out, are those who are quietly unaware of their effect.

The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever.

Those who remain unmoved by the wind of joy silently follow the Path.

God's truth is too sacred to be expounded to superficial worldliness in its transient fit of earnestness.

I don't know why you're talking about Sweden. They're the neutral one. They don't have an army.

As you do with any band you're in, you get to know everyone too well all too soon. When you're crammed into a small space, proximity leads to familiarity.

Some people tend to believe that I'm a strong believer, a strong Christian, but that's not true. I'm not a strong believer. I'm very weak.

People we love must be loved as they are. It is a want both of wisdom and courage on our part - a sort of drug - this wilful blindness, to blame them, because they fail our vision of them.

Most people have thought of ... climate change as a problem about the environment that is separate and distinct from problems of human wellbeing.

Percy: Don't I get a kiss for luck? It's kind of a tradition, right? Annabeth: Come back alive, Seaweed Brain. Then we'll see.