I don't hang out with agents and producers and I'm not into the business side at all.

When you finally accept that it's OK not to have answers and it's OK not to be perfect, you realize that feeling confused is a normal part of what it is to be a human being.

You go through spells where you feel that maybe you're too sensitive for this world. I certainly felt that.

Crazy isn't being broken, or swallowing a dark secret. It's you or me, amplified.

I was very depressed after breaking off my engagement with Johnny ten years ago. I was embarrassingly dramatic at the time, but you have to remember I was only 19 years old.

There was a time when I was 19 when I really, really, really thought I was going crazy. I was exhausted and going through a terrible depression.

I've learned that it's OK to be flawed, that life can be messy, that some days you glide and some days you fall, but most important, that there are no secret answers out there.

You have good days and bad days, and depression's something that, you know, is always with you.

You can't pay enough money to... cure that feeling of being broken and confused.

I am not a person who can really sit around and think about regrets because with every bad experience that you have, there is weirdly something good that comes from it.

I was inspired by lots of people, certainly in acting and in writing and stuff, but I never wanted to be somebody else.

It's amazing that the amount of news that happens in the world every day always just exactly fits the newspaper.

There's only one day at a time here, then it's tonight and then tomorrow will be today again.

Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.

If you see the dragon fly, best you drink the flagon dry.”—Zarost

See The Meaning Not The Problem

Men are but men; we did not make ourselves.

Bumblestripe: “I think we showed them.” Hazeltail: “Showed them what? How much blood can be spilled in a pointless battle?

There was a built-in audience for the rebel in me that had been all along not expressing himself.

This is the mystery of the riches of divine grace for sinners; for by a wonderful exchange our sins are now not ours but Christ's, and Christ's righteousness is not Christ's but ours.

The love of God is not only the highest form of love, but also in reality the only love of which all other loves are but shadows