I love it when there’s nothingLeft to see but tiny spots of what’s still lightStories piercing the night.

Now me and musicplay hide and seek.

Music itself has taught me never to underestimate a mistake, for, in the midst of all, it’s often in that mistake where the realm of the unexpected creation is hidden.

To hide away from the world whose loveless heart has gone astrayand its inhabitants what could be a safer place than my imagination?

I cover the floor with a thin layer of imagination so that i’ll always land softly.

Such dreams provide this temporary illusion of a life that has meaning.

you’re ignoring me so loud that it’s deafening. This silence is so deep that it’s echoing.

the pavement makes no soundas it touches your feetcalm and constantlike silence on repeatlanguidly your thoughts bleedinto the evening airin crimson red the words read'some things are beyond repair

To think that two bodies, crooked by life into question marks, when encountering one another did not form a heart.. To do that, all we needed was to look each other in the eye. But you looked away.

it’s miraculous how the shallow can injure in such a profound way.

The skin of her face, parched by the monotonous dietof salty rain, with tremendous effortgave wayto a smile.

You never get a second chance to make a first impression. God bless those who see beyond our flaws painted in bold strokes.

He made a sound close to a growl before speaking. “Why do you resist my assistance?”She stopped walking and faced him. “Because I don't like you.

The humanity we all share is more important than the mental illnesses we may not

There is no movement without our own resistance.

What first attracted me to doing Swiss Army Man was just how mental it was - how insane and wonderful and original the script was.

My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?

Never write down your speeches beforehand; if you do, you may perhaps be a good declaimer, but will never be a debater.

I have a little bit of an addiction to work. So I'm always hiding in the bathroom with my Blackberry to work when I'm on holiday.

Jealousy is the result of one's lack of self-confidence, self-worth, and self-acceptance.

The rain, it raineth every day.