It's so stupid because all I wanted was space and now that I have it, there's this part of me that's achingly lonely I could die.

It must be comforting, to have a faith like that. To believe so concretely that there’s someone—something— out there watching guard, keeping us safe, testing us only with what we can handle.

I hate organized religion. I hate that people use it to justify their crappy, bigoted beliefs.

I'm not saying he was, like, crying tears of man pain over the phone, but he sounded upset.

Sketchy black van? Weird stalking of my house? What are you going to do next, offer me some candy?

No problem. Just drop it back off before you go, " he says, procuring a brass key. "And if he puts on Bowie's early stuff and starts sweet-talking, dammit, you run. You run as fast as you can.

We should go swimming, " Anna says, out of the blue.

If you really want things to change, you can make them change no matter where you are.

He took his pain and turned it into something beautiful. Into something that people connect to. And that's what good music does. It speaks to you. It changes you.

These songs tell me I'm not alone. If you look at it that way, music...music can see you through anything.

The house is eerily quiet. All this time I thought silence would be a welcome reprieve, but it's less comforting than I imagined. The house feels so much bigger and colder than it ever has.

If you've ever had that feeling of loneliness, of being an outsider, it never quite leaves you. You can be happy or successful or whatever, but that thing still stays with you.

We care about the dead. We try with our lives to honor theirs. That’s how we make our lives meaningful, and how we make their lives meaningful, too.

But alas, they are all sadly deficient, because they leave us under the domination of political and religious prejudices; and they are as inefficient as the sleepy dose of an ordinary sermon.

You cannot change your journey if you are unwilling to move at all.

There are no awards in Hollywood for being an idiot.

Laziness breeds humors of the blood.

In the process of planning and having a wedding, I forgot there would actually be a marriage, a union of minds, bodies, souls, and issues that would come together as soon as the ceremony was over.

I always tell the kids, You know what's great about going the extra mile? There's very little traffic.

What have I earned from you, Valek? Loyalty? Respect? Trust?" "You have my attention. But give me what I want, and you can have everything.

At 100, I have a mind that is superior - thanks to experience - than when I was 20.