Every second counts

That's what came from having romance in your soul. You believe in things like love at first sight and perfect presents.

Share too much and someone can hurt you.

I was in charge. Of it all. All the time. For ever.

Christmas is a time for families.

If things go wrong, you don't have to accept you made a bum decision.

Everything, good or bad, was down to me.

And in those moments, Park thought about pulling back from her."Not breaking up with her. That phrase didn't even seem to apply here. Just . . . erasing away. Recovering the six inches between them

You’ve been wondering lately when the moment is that somebody is truly lost to you.

There's a certain line between jokes and music and poetry that's a bit blurred in my mind.

I write a lot, and then forget what I've written, and then come back to it and say, "Not bad, I should do something with this!"

I want to keep a thread between the studio and the stage, and I want to flow more easily from one to the other.

The friendship of the bad is like the shade of some precipitous bank with crumbling sides, which, falling, buries him who is beneath.

Notice that "I" is at the center of the word "ethical." There is no "they." Achieving the ethics of excellence is our individual assignment.

I'm not really in a hurry to ever wear a neck brace. That's why I'm kind of positive about it, because I'm healthy.

All that is active, all that is enveloped in time and space, is endowed with what might be described as an abstract, ideal and absolute impermeability.

Poetry, like dreams, will eventually break through every person's consciousness, even the tightest iconoclast's.