During my completely soul-shredding midlife crisis at the age of twenty-eight, I felt sure I had peaked too soon.

Malibu: With sounds of waves crashing, and the ocean at the doorstep, you feel like you are hours away from civilization. And with L.A. traffic, YOU ARE.

My voice falls into Southern drawl when I am tired, drunk, or in trouble. Too often, my accent is attacked by all three of these realities.

I am not being overly harsh. Overtly hostile, yes, but exactly the right amount of harsh.

Many of the women in Los Angeles are part of the notorious gang culture, and they will forever have my gratitude for, you know, letting me live.

When my heart is better, less shrunken, I will throw her out there to love again, without hesitation, even knowing what we know.

Holy crap, my heart was arrogant to believe her spotless track record could stay that way.

Having two women—one who can’t know about the other, and one who must be trusted not to destroy his life—is clearly difficult for him.

As I prefer to see it, there has never been an epic love story that involved significant amounts of self-control.

Love: the impossible combination of being IN the deep end and being OFF the deep end.

Facebook is that successful guy you’re supposed to want to date, but you can’t keep your mind off the beautiful freak in the corner. Twitter is my freak.

You can change your Job but u cannot choose your calling

Unless there is a ‘clear evident experience of the True Self’ [spasthvedan], till then ‘Principle’ cannot be attained.

Believe me, " he said simply.

What a great thing, to be loved! What a greater thing still, to love! The heart becomes heroic though passion…if no one loved, the sun would go out.

A reawakening to a new world.Tendered with immense prospectsConcealed in the unknown

You could live without the opera singer, but not without the services of the baker. On this ground you might say that the baker performs a greater service; but no lover of music would agree.

I love to sing. It's the easiest thing for me to do.

There is small disproportion betwixt a fool who useth not wit because he hath it not and him that useth it not when it should avail him.

You know, now it's sinking in. It's taken me a long time to realize - and it is sinking in - how important this book is. And I have a certain distance now. I've done it such a long time ago.

The sign of death is weakness.