In the writers mind, even a backstory has a backstory.

Just when you think you have it all figured out, an epiphany arrives at the higher level of one's consciousness.

life weighs heavy upon my shoulders and patience starts wearing thin, it is divine hope and dreams which sustain me, pushing me forth against the wind.

It’s easy to get caught up in where the world is going and lose sight of the direction we were headed.

Wednesday had come and gone in a single breath. As I dreamt of divine love, Picasso, and a vast field of gold, a new dawn had already begun.

She refused to know love again. The thought of another heartbreak was far too much for her to bear.

Carry out your literary dream, no matter how unlikely it may seem...

In art, music, and writing, if it's not of the heart, it means nothing.

Even the shortest love story reminds me of how much I love you.

A person who loves you through your idiosyncrasies, despite the tiny inclusions, is a diamond worth keeping.

Only the broken beyond repair could know my anguish.

Lies don't end relationships the truth does.

Naturally, we lunatics are the kindest of the bunch.

If you can win an argument by stretching your lips for a smile, why open your mouth and lose it.

I guess 'joint' would imply two people had ownership, which, thanks Life, is simply no longer the case.

A man really writes for an audience of about ten persons. Of course if others like it, that is clear gain. But if those ten are satisfied, he is content.

This is writing. You cut out chunks of your own memories, rework them, bleed into them, breathe into the raw clay, and hope the creature lives.

Look at a day when you are supremely satisfied at the end. It's not a day when you lounge around doing nothing; it's a day you've had everything to do and you've done it.

When you play the 12-string guitar,you spend half your life tuning the instrument and the other half playing it out of tune.

For me, language and how I use it are very important. I held back on doing a poetry book, walking the fine line between trying to be helpful and just putting more junk out there.

If you want a bourgeois existence, you shouldn't be an actor. You're in the wrong profession.