It was true—but it was harsh. And it feels like maybe a harsh truth can be as hurtful as a lie.

I wonder if this is how it feels to grow old. Knowing that time is still passing but you’re no longer a part of it.

Every heartbeat a syllable for words I can’t speak, to explain what I want from him. What I want from myself. To know and be known, totally and completely. To be someone worth knowing.

How much dust can a body make? Little specks of death. Measuring life in millimeters.

Your life can never be a complicated journey without you being the one complicating it.

Jumping out of a perfectly good air plane is like driving through life without a good set of brakes.

The goal of a successful trader is to make the best trades. Money is secondary.

Italics provide a wonderful advantage: you see, right away, that the words are in a rush. When something exists at a slant, you can't help but consider irony.

Family is the only real wealth.

We sing for these kids who don't have a thing.

I can't tell you how many shows I've done with full-blown migraine headaches.

I am not trying to be a historian and a dramatist; I'm a dramatist, a dramatic historian, or one who does a dramatic interpretation of history.

Nothing says spring like hand-cut flowers.

And to be wroth with one we love…Doth work like madness in the brain.