Handsome, fictional men were so much easier to stomach than real life ones who smelled of Christmas and looked like a Calvin Klein model

People lie. They use you and they lie, all the while feeding you bullshit about being loyal and never leaving you. No one can make that promise, because life is all about seasons, and seasons change.

Human eyes are the sign language of the brain. If you watch them carefully, you can see the truth played out, raw and unguarded.

Life balances itself on a precarious ledge, we can stay safe up high or propel off the edge.

I like pain. I like when it lingers. It reminds a person of what they've lived through.

We are all so broken. Pick up a person, shake them around and you'll hear the rattling of their broken pieces. Pieces our fathers broke, or our mothers, or our friends, strangers, or our loves.

I didn't eat pork either. Except bacon, of course. Everyone eats bacon.

You'll be surprised what someone is able to handle given no other choice.

One is a choice, and one is not.

There is more to loving someone than just making yourself happy. You have to want him to be happier than you are.

You can only give your heart away once, after that, everything else will chase your first love

Immeasurably, baby. I love you immeasurably.

Why the hell don't people understand there are some things you don't talk about? You keep it to yourself so you hurt fewer people. You're supposed to pay with guilt. Guilt is penance.

The punishment of every disordered mind is its own disorder.

You know they say the most dangerous person of the world is a member of the United States Congress just home from a three-day fact-finding trip.

Movement, change, light, growth, and decay are the life-blood of nature, the energies that I try to tap through my work.

I'd much rather have the honesty than not. Because if you will say what's on your mind and get it off your chest, then the sooner I can prove you wrong!

That's the way things come clear. All of a sudden. And then you realize how obvious they've been all along.

Men who are in earnest are not afraid of consequences.

Fue adondo a mi me perdieron quw logre por fin encontrarme? Was it where they lost me that I finally found myself?

It's very easy to have slogans and rhetoric that people will follow, but eventually the slogans fall away