Everyone I've ever met who was worth knowing was a bit different at school. You just need to find your people''Find my people?''Your tribe

Because even if the whole world was throwing rocks at you, if you still had your mother or father at your back, you'd be okay.

The triumph of hope over experience.

All Chelsea's internet dates were gorgeous. Until she met them.

They were like animals, men. They found too much eye contact threatening.

She was always tired, these days. She put on one of those smiles that wasn’t really a smile at all, and they went on.

Real friends were the kind where you pick up where you’d left off, whether it be a week since you’d seen each other or two years.

Kind eyes under all the mascara.

A face whose emotions had not yet been battered by experience.

He dropped his head and kissed her. He kisses her and it was a kiss of utter certainty, the kind of kiss during which monarchs die and whole continents fall without your even noticing.

Because even if the whole world was throwing rocks at you, if you still had your mother or father at your back, you’d be okay.

Uncertainty is one of government recipes.

never put all the good people in one plane, ship, train .....

What's a punk band? Hey, who's got a beer?

I love old gardens best- tired old garden that rest in the sun.

In real life, I tend to yell at people a lot. Not because I'm bossy or mean, but because I'm frustrated.

There's a lot of hurry up and wait. But it gives you time to write a song.

It is a good and safe rule to sojourn in every place as if you meant to spend your life there, never omitting an opportunity of doing a kindness, or speaking a true word, or making a friend.

God is love and love is everywhere, however you need to see it or experience it, whatever name you have for it.

If I can add, say, 10 great new violin concertos to the repertoire before I'm done, that will be truly exciting.

Let the gods into your life and you rapidly lose faith in the natural laws.