Fallon affected my body in weird ways. But only because she’s different, I told myself.

Sometimes I wore smiles but didn’t feel them. Sometimes I felt them and didn’t wear them. I didn’t want her to know how much I craved this. I bit my bottom lip.

But we were different now. I wanted only his pain, and judging from the girl he’d come home with last night, Madoc was still the same. A user.

You have to have something to love. Something to fight for to make living a goal instead of a job.

Humility is so shy. If you begin talking about it, it leaves.

Everyone's got their own way of loving. There's no such thing as 'supposed to

If fate means you to lose give him a good fight anyhow.

You don't fall in love with a gender, you fall in love with a person.

In one word, Queequeg, said I, rather digressively; hell is an idea first born on an undigested apple-dumpling; and since then perpetuated through the hereditary dyspepsias nurtured by Ramadans.

My father was 64 when I was conceived, my mother 38, which was late for babies in the 1940s.

I find I always throw limbs here and there in my lyrics. I kind of put my physical self into the songs.

I'd like to see the first act of Sunday in the Park with George, and the second act of Hamilton. Every day.

sometimes it's the fight that makes a thing worth having

We have so much time and so little to do. Strike that, reverse it.