It's a strange feeling, being so utterly surrounded by her. Her life scent is on everything. She's on me and under me and next to me. It's as if the entire room is made out of her.

In my mind I am eloquent; I can climb intricate scaffolds of words to reach the highest cathedral ceilings and paint my thoughts. But when I open my mouth, everything collapses.

I want to change my punctuation. I long for exclamation marks, but I'm drowning in ellipses.

I would like my life to be a movie so I could cut to a montage.

I want a new past,new memories, a new first handshake with love. I want to start over in every possible way.

My friend "M" says the irony of being a zombie is that everything is funny, but you can't smile, because your lips have rotted off.

...wanting change is step one, but step two is taking it.

My favorite songs change every year.

You should always be taking pictures, if not with a camera then with your mind. Memories you capture on purpose are always more vivid than the ones you pick up by accident.

The past is made out of facts...I guess the future is just hope.

I notice faint scars on her wrists and forearms, thin lines too symmetrical to be accidents.

Talent and work ethic are nothing without belief.

You can go from seeking to seeker when you stop bouncing. Set a plan for change and take the risks you need to take without worrying about failing.

We do not realise that we are children of eternity. If we did, then success would be no success, and failure would be no failure to us.

The end of a novel, like the end of a children's dinner-party, must be made up of sweetmeats and sugar-plums.

Success for some people, depends on becoming well-known, for others it depends on never being found out.

No one respects a talent that is concealed.

Sleep is the gateway to those nightly visitations of the irrational.

I feel like movie stars don't have many friends at all. They have acquaintances.

I knelt, and with the fervor of a lip unused to the cool breath of reason, told my love.

Never trust a demon. He has a hundred motives for anything he does... ninety-nine of them, at least, are malevolent.