Because of love, of course. The more you love something, the harder it is to lose.

I know I wrote letters to people with no address on this earth, I know that you are dead. But I hear you. I hear all of you. We were here. Our lives matter.

Sometimes your music sounds like there’s too much inside you. Maybe even you couldn’t get it all out. Maybe that’s why you died. Like you exploded from the inside.

I don´t know anyone who has a perfect family to start with. And I think that´s why we make up our own. regular weirdos together. I feel that way about my friends.

People love you for what they want to see in you, not for what you are. That's a sad thing to learn.

Words can't be wood enough for a lot of things. But you know, I guess we have to try.

If beauty is truth, and truth is beauty, they are defined by each other, so how do we know the meaning of either?

There are a lot of human experiences that challenge the limits of our language.

For the shadows to stop growing. For people to stop being angry.

How could she just leave me here to live without her? I miss her so much. I love her. I want her to grow up and become who she was meant to be. I wanted her to grow up with me.

It seemed everyone knew their place in it, but I was in the mood where I would rather be alone and look a houseplants.

Where there is life, there is a hope.

I remember how amazing it felt to be loved by him and how he was all I ever wanted.

Competition is about passion for perfection and passion for other people who join in this impossible quest.

What Pascal said of an effective religion is true of any effective doctrine: it must be "contrary to nature, to common sense and to pleasure.

Beware in the presence of cats: they never give, they do not even retaliate--they only reply, and purr in doing so.

Public Opinion, this invisible, intangible, omnipresent, despotic tyrant; this thousand-headed Hydra - the more dangerous for being composed of individual mediocrities...

John Cusack and I have been friends since childhood, and the fact that we're in so many films together is, no pun intended, serendipitous.

It is a disgrace to let ignorance and vanity do more with us than prudence and principle.

Guys are so predictable. They can't seem to separate fantasy from reality, so I get a lot of bikers and race car drivers hitting on me. They're all just playboys, so they don't interest me.

And who is responsible for this appalling child slavery? Everyone.