As if violence could make light. Maybe violence could make light.

The trees were friendly, they gave me rest and shadowed refuge. Slipping through them, I felt safe and competent. My whole body was occupied. I had little energy to think or worry.

Beneath hot sun, desert roses bloomed. Under cold moon, I still refused to.

Water was liquid silver, water was gold. It was clarity—a sacred thing. Drinking was no longer something to take for granted. I’d never needed to consider water before.

There was so little I wanted to carry. Packing my backpack took me all of four minutes

The bravest thing I ever did was leave there. The next bravest thing I did was come back, to make myself heard.

I’d believed I needed to be steady in myself before I could function with others—but surviving alone no longer felt like a good way either.

I realized that the most empowering important thing was actually simply taking care of myself.

I was promising myself strength.I had to write it, say it, make the effort and fake it before I actually believed I could do it.

I was the director of my life, it was already true, and I would soon lead myself to my dreamed-of destinations.It was the task of my one thousand miles of solitude.

I no longer needed to peel myself of my skin, or to hide. To Dash the colorless ephemeral things that existed just beneath my surface were as vivid as the beauty marks he traced on my cheek.

Фанатиците винаги имат един такъв раздърпан, опулен вид. Приличат на хора, които не мастурбират, но непрекъснато мислят за това.

We eat when we're full, and we hoard all the rest. With our hands on remotes, we say, yes, we're the best.

Cabbage soup and barley. They're Russia's national food. Both excellent in their way, but a shade monotonous.

If I can be a working actor, if I can be an actor and not have a day job, I'll be fine.

But fame is theirs - and future days On pillar'd brass shall tell their praise; Shall tell - when cold neglect is dead - "These for their country fought and bled."

I know that I am more than my personality, my body, and my body image.

Nothing heals the soul like chocolate ... It's God's apology for broccoli.

'I'll Tumble 4 Ya' has to be one of the most ridiculous hit singles that any international superstars have given the world.

I saw a sign: "Rest Area 25 Miles". That's pretty big. Some people must be really tired.

Fighting with a large army under your command is nowise different from fighting with a small one: it is merely a question of instituting signs and signals.