It's strange how a word, a phrase, a sentence, can feel like a blow to the head.

I keep finding myself stifled by the company of others and then crippled by loneliness when I leave them. I am terrified and I don't even know of what, because I have lost everything already.

If I let a little of the emotion out, all of it will come out, and it will never end.

It reminds me that no embrace will ever feel the same again, because no one will ever be like her again, because she's gone. She's gone, and crying feels so useless, so stupid, but it's all I can do.

I wonder if fears ever really go away, or if they just lose their power over us.

I feel like myself, strong and weak at once - allowed, at least for a little while, to be both.

You don’t believe things because they make your life better, you believe them because they’re true.

I laugh, and it's laughter, not light, that casts out the darkness building within me, that reminds me I am still alive, even in this strange place where everything I've ever known is coming apart.

I belong to the people I love, and they belong to me--they, and the love and loyaty I give them, form my identity far more than any word or group ever could.

I think you're still the only person sharp enough to sharpen someone like me.

I didn't know that idiocy caused people to just start spontaneously bleeding from the nose.

Having extreme physical beauty presented a problem similar to being rich: it was difficult to know if people loved you for the person you were inside.

It’s the fall of mankind that resulted in a sin filled atmosphere

Don't panic. Say, Hey, no problem. Run a hand through your hair like the whiteboys do even though the only thing that runs easily through your hair is Africa.

I got the famous Oprah hug!

I didn't love Jim Morrison 'cause he was self-destructive. I loved him because of his work. Because of the way he merged poetry and rock-and-roll. Because he did something new.

Advice from friends is like the weather. Some of it is good; some of it is bad.

There may be circumstances in this life that God uses to keep bringing us back to Him, looking for His grace.

When you feel you cannot do good, at least desist from doing evil.

Even if a story has nothing to do with my life, if I can recognise something of myself in the character and think, 'Oh yeah, that's what I'd do...' yeah, that's what I look for.

Satan is not fighting churches; he is joining them. He does more harm by sowing tares than by pulling up wheat. He accomplishes more by imitation than by outright opposition.