If we became a pal to what scared us the most, we could find a simple way to ease all that bothered us, we would find peace, peace that we could live with.

People expected something for nothing, that’s why they did nothing so beautifully these days.

Trust to some was placing all your insecurities and beliefs in one single person, and hoping he or she wouldn’t squash them.

Impending doom, it was a familiar sweater, we all wore it and as scratchy as it felt against our skin, we kept it on.

I was such a messed up person and he was still holding on.

When your demon was yourself, there really was no way to fight or get rid of it.

I wanted to play with death, like a child with a new toy, I wanted to push all the buttons and see what would happen.

We tend to get a little information before we off people. It’s not a play by ear sort of deal.

So just let me deal with it, I can be emotionally flawed and still love you all at the same time. I’m a great multitasker.

You need to grow up, and realize what it is you need right now, and what you can live without.

You don’t need to drink to get over your feelings. Deal with your feelings that’s how you get over them,

Some part of me knew from the first that what I wanted was not reality but myth.

Peace is not the absence of warbut the presence of love and care

Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.

When we are playing [games], we are stretching our emotional expressive ranges, loosening up our biochemical flow of information, getting unstuck, and healing our feelings.

I grew up on radio, not TV.

I don't think you can talk about progress in art - movement, but not progress. You can speak of a point on a line for the purpose of locating things, but it's a horizontal line, not a vertical one.

Though face and form alter with the years, I hold fast to the pearl of my mind.

Taking out werewolves, I gather and surmise, is akin to taking out a SEAL team.

In the child, we see the grown-up. I see the problem differently.

A million candles burnt in him without his being at the trouble of lighting a single one