I was dying. Like all the other people who live in this world.

Unclose your mind. You are not a prisoner. You are a bird in flight, searching the skies for dreams.

I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.

No matter how far you travel, you can never get away from yourself.

Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it's too late. Say what you're feeling. Waiting is a mistake.

I probably still haven’t completely adapted to the world. I don’t know, I feel like this isn’t the real world. The people, the scene: they just don’t seem real to me.

But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?

The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.

When I first met you, I felt a kind of contradiction in you. You’re seeking something, but at the same time, you are running away for all you’re worth.

When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.

Johnathan had known he wouldn't be able to simply shut off his thoughts and go to sleep. His entire body - everything he could feel, at leas- was like a tightly coiled spring.

I don't want to abandon one work for the other, and I don't think I need to sacrifice anything to put my all into either one of them.

If the child is left to himself, he will think more and better, if less showily. Let him go and come freely, let him touch real things and combine his impressions for himself.

Always ask yourself the question “Is this going to help get me to my goal or not?

Somebody give me a banana. I'm playing like a monkey, so I might as well eat like one.

I like to think of murder-suicide as extreme multitasking.

I am a liberal. I want everyone to be well.

What is greatness? Greatness is when you have found out that you are not great, but everything else is.

Evolution is a mistake. Humans are a mistake. We've destroyed our planet.

I live in Los Angeles, I know it exists. I know you're not supposed to taste air.