I have to get out of this room as soon as possible, or my own thoughts will wage war against me.

Raindrops are my only reminder that clouds have a heartbeat. That I have one, too.

All I ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not just with my hands but with my heart.

The world is a mess and I want to laugh because all I can think is how horrible and beautiful it is, that our eyes blur the truth when we can't bear to see it.

I love walking into a bookstore. It's like all my friends are sitting on shelves, waving their pages at me.

Books are easily destroyed. But words will live as long as people can remember them.

The words get easier the moment you stop fearing them.

I can do anything I want. Be with anyone I want. And it'll be my choice.

I am a being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences, a figment of imagination formed through fiction.

It's the kind of kiss that inspires stars to climb into the sky and light up the world.

People seldom realize that they tell lies with their lips and truths with their eyes all the time.

All portraits reveal both the the painter and the person painted. In many ways all paintings are self-portraits. All part of why art informs.

Nothing else you want to do after all your dreams come true. You've become numb. You shouldn't have ever stopped dreaming.

There are many movies that I like, but I'm not sure if they have inspired me.

A lot of music you might listen to is pretty vapid, it doesn't always deal with our deeper issues. These are the things I'm interested in now, particularly at my age.

It is easier to counterfeit old age than youth.

Why should anyone steal a watch when he could steal a bicycle?

There's nothing like being old to be sure of everything.

You have only so many chances to tell stories. I didn't want to be forever wedded to one form of storytelling when there are so many out there.

Instead of telling the world What it is supposed to do, Why don't you immediately do it yourself? In this way, I assure you, Your happiness will be surprisingly multiplied.

But the only thing that distracts me from my current situation is fantasizing about killing President Snow.