I am constantly torn between the will to be seen and still hidden so god damn well, a contradiction I never figured out.

Do you wait for things to happen, or do you make them happen yourself? I believe in writing your own story.

I haven’t been very impressed lately.By people, or places, or the way someone said he loved me and then slowly changed his mind.

I am not a broken heart. I am not collarbones or drunken letters never sent. I am not the way I leave or left or didn’t know how to handle anything, at any time, and I am not your fault.

You were the hardest year of my life and I’ve never been so happy. What does that say about me?

Sometimes you need to sit lonely on the floor in a quiet room in order to hear your own voice and not let it drown in the noise of others.

I am not collarbones or drunken letters never sent. I am not the way I leave or left or didn’t know how to handle anything, at any time, and I am not your fault.

Throwing yourself into the purse of a dream is the biggest adventure you can take on.

You can start anew at any given moment. Life is just the passage of time and it’s up to you to pass it as you please.

Fear is the thing that makes the heart grow.

I just want to be someone, to mean something to anyone…

If you can't explain it to a six year old, you don't understand it yourself.

Courage is rightly esteemed the first of human qualities because it is the quality which guarantees all others.

this might be the happy ending without the ending

Fear is the memory of pain. Addiction is the memory of pleasure. Freedom is beyond both.

When I went to school, I was already reading and writing. In fact, I was offended that the other kids couldn't.

There is no general doctrine which is not capable of eating out our morality if unchecked by the deep-seated habit of direct fellow-feeling with individual fellow-men.

Honesty is the precondition for genuine scientific and scholarly work.

Not everyone can say, 'I'm going to write a classic today.' If that was the case, we'd all be doing it.

Heaven forbids, it is true, certain gratifications, but there are ways and means of compounding such matters.