Her beauty was a weapon. A loaded gun, with the barrel pointed at her own head.

Nothing good came free. Even love. You paid for all things. And if you were poor, suffering was your currency.

i want to give up my bearings, slip out of who i am, shed everything, the way a snake discards old skin.

you say you have no courage, but i see it in you. what you did, the burden you agreed to shoulder, took courage. for that, i honor you.

James Parkinson. George Huntington. Robert Graves. John Down. Now this Lou Gehrig fellow of mine. How did men come to monopolize disease names too?

Soon, he would become an adult. And when he did, there would be not going back because adulthood was akin to what his father had once said about being a war hero: one you became one, you died one.

these random unkind moment that catch you wen you least expect them.

He scarcely knew who was battling whom, who was winning, who was losing, as though he hoped that by doggedly ignoring the war it would return the favor

In my experience, men who understand women seem to rarely want to have anything to do with them.

He used to wonder how such a frail little body could house so much joy, so much goodness. It couldn't. It spilled out of her, came pouring out her eyes.

I would have told them that he lived a life lacking in purpose or direction. Like those aimless rides I took him on. A life lived from the backseat, observed as it blurred by. An indifferent life.

A quick thought shot through my mind. Could I really drown in a dream? I remembered the movie the Matrix. If you died in the matrix, you died in real life. I wasn’t about to take a chance...

Three hundred years of humiliation, abuse and deprivation cannot be expected to find voice in a whisper.

And just as he said of me, the thing that his heart desired was not the thing that he professed to want.

The ego is the false self-born out of fear and defensiveness.

If I had two breaths left inme, one first one I would use to tell you I miss you, and the second that I love you.

When you make peace with yourself, the world will mirror back that same level of peace.

I don't care about fashion at all. And I know it's kind of a dodgy thing to be a fashion photographer, a kind of pathetic occupation, but I like it, even though I question it.

I just want my name back so my life can go back to chaotic and weird instead of chaotic and desperate.

I love that it's such an uncynical film [Swiss Army Man]. I think it's got a lot of love in there, and I think that's a nice thing in this day and age.

We need to think on a broader plane, we need to do more than we're doing.