I wish friends held hands more often, like the children I see on the streets sometimes. I'm not sure why we have to grow up and get embarrassed about it.

The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset you.

For the two of us, home isn't a place. It is a person. And we are finally home.

You ought to stop listening to stereotypes and start forming your own opinions.

How many times can our emotions be tied to someone else's - be pulled and stretched and twisted - before they snap? Before they can never be mended again?

I don't believe in fashion. I believe in costume. Life is too short to be same person every day.

Everyone makes mistakes. The important thing is to not make the same mistake twice.

Life isn't about what you get, it's about what you DO with what you get.

Just because something isn't practical doesn't mean it's not worth creating. Sometimes beauty and real-life magic are enough.

A blank canvas...has unlimited possibilities.

So what do I wish for? Something I'm not sure I want? Someone I'm not sure I need? Or someone I know I can't have?

As you can imagine, those who had fallen this far had been so worn down by their tortures in the seven other hells that they no longer had the strength to cry out.

Poetry is ordinary language raised to the Nth power. Poetry is boned with ideas, nerved and blooded with emotions, all held together by the delicate, tough skin of words.

We tiptoed the tops of beaver dams, hopped hummocks, went wading, looked at spring flowers, tried to catcha snake, got lost and found. How fine it was to move at a meandery, child's pace.

I realize I'm not a machine. I'm going to make mistakes.

I made a fortune getting out too soon.

I also work out because I have scoliosis. I have to maintain certain strength in my core.

The mature person perceives the fruitlessness of rigid, external methodologies.

When you hate, the only person that suffers is you because most of the people you hate don't know it and the rest don't care.

The person who still blushes is not yet a degenerate.

No journalist has ever been in my house and no photographs have ever been taken of where I live. I don't parade my family out for display, which is the way it will stay.