Human relationships are strange. I mean, you are with one person a while, eating and sleeping and living with them, loving them, talking to them, going places together, and then it stops.

Understand me. I’m not like an ordinary world. I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul.

The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.

Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?

People are strange: They are constantly angered by trivial things, but on a major matter like totally wasting their lives, they hardly seem to notice.

Find what you love and let it kill you.

If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life.

Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality.

Sometimes I feel as if we are all trapped in a movie. We know our lines, where to walk, how to act, only there is no camera. Yet, we can't break out of the movie. And it's a bad one.

You have to die a few times before you can really live.

I stopped looking for a Dream Girl, I just wanted one that wasn't a nightmare.

We live in an age when pizza gets to your home before the police.

He was asking for memories, too young himself to know that memories were only memories of memories.

Reason is the triumph of the intellect faith of the heart.

The wisdom of man never yet contrived a system of taxation that would operate with perfect equality.

Right and wrong becomes more difficult for each of us as we grow older, because the older we get the more we know personally about our own human frailties.

Let's drop rocks on them!

God doesn't want all of us to relinquish all of our material possessions.

I'm from Southampton.

Black women, white women- all of them. I'm colorblind. I don't know the difference. I only know you're a human being and you're my children.

War is, we have been forced to admit, even in the face of its huge place in our civilization, an asocial trait.