Cried myself to sleep-woke up crying…

The difference is, Now I cant call you anymore…I cant hear your calming voice, I cant hear your wordsThat made me always feel better, Now I am just all aloneIn this dark and cold room

I feel so lonely every night and every day and I still push everyone away…

I can’t get her out of my head

Thinking about going to the balcony and jumping off.

I'm sorry...I just don't know what's wrong with me..

Long time ago I had this thing called hope, but like I said it was long ago

Pretty women with no soul like paintings on the wall

I love religious nuts. They make me remember I have them too. So, being a health nut, I scratch them religiously. Just as I do my butt.

Nationalism of one kind or another was the cause of most of the genocide of the twentieth century.

Width of life is more important than length of life.

SPIRITUAL EXERCISES whereby to conquer oneself, and order one's life, without being influenced in one's decision by any inordinate affection.

That's the paradox of loss: How can something that's gone weigh us down so much?

Acting is illusion, as much illusion as magic is - and not so much a matter of being real.

We can't experience all that Heaven has to offer until we renounce all that the world offers in its place.

I heard my brother's voice even though we were apart. I then answered the phone and found him on the line.

I would think if someone connected to steroids made the Hall of Fame, that would enhance my chances of making the Hall of Fame.