I can already feel myself falling hard, something I've been known to do. All because she smiled at me.

I just sat there letting that music cover me like a big, cozy blanket.

The thing I realize is, that it's not what you take, it's what you leave.

Sorry wastes time. You have to live your life like you'll never be sorry. It's easier just to do the right thing from the start so there's nothing to apologize for.

It's my experience that people are a lot more sympathetic if they can see you hurting.

We are all alone, trapped in these bodies and our own minds, and whatever company we have in this life is only fleeting and superficial.

Music did that to me, just like God was supposed to, because music seemed both magic and holy.

Since I stopped writing, I read more than ever. Other people's words, not my own - my words are gone.

You need shoving, not pushing. You need to jump back on that camel. Otherwise you're going to stay up on the ledge you've made for yourself.

I do my best thinking at night when everyone else is sleeping. No interruptions. No noise. I like the feeling of being awake when no one else is.

You are all the colors in one, at full brightness.

Marry me. You'll learn to love me, I promise.

All political parties die at last of swallowing their own lies.

The word is a sign or symbol of the impressions or affections of the soul.

The first forms of writing emerged not for art, literature, or love, not for spiritual or liturgical purposes, but for business--all literature could be said to originate from sales receipts (sorry).

The choices I make - they have to be creative.

A free, virtuous, and enlightened people must know full well the great principles and causes upon which their happiness depends.

You have your face bare; I am all face.

Now I know how Joan of Arc felt, As the flames rose to her Roman nose And her Walkman started to melt...

The common idea that success spoils people by making them vain, egotistic and self-complacent is erroneous; on the contrary it makes them, for the most part, humble, tolerant and kind.

Vengeance to God alone belongs; But, when I think of all my wrongs My blood is liquid flame!