Just because it's a dream doesn't mean it's a lie.

Do you know what punishments I've endured for my crimes, my sins? None. I am proof of the absurdity of men's most treasured abstractions. A just universe wouldn't tolerate my existence.

..because the only kind of love I have to offer is stupid and blind and so deep and powerful that I feel like I'm cracking just to hold it in.

Moments of beauty sustain us through hours of ugliness.

If you worry about what everyone is trying to do, you become a spectator and not a player.

Put on some armor. Just remember what's armor and what's you, so when it's time to take it off, you can.

If you looked busy, you could get away with almost anything.

What people value in their books—and thus what they count as literature—really tells you more about them than it does about the book.

You don't need to like reality, only be strong enough to face it

Delusional people tend to believe in what they're doing.

Life is empty. Life is worthless. When we take a life, we aren't taking anything of value.- Durzo Blint

If I can write a book that will help the world make a little more sense to a teen, then that's why I was put on the planet.

I'm always fascinated with how a person becomes a good quality person, a productive person, and how it happened to me, because I was a terror.

When you allow people to do what they wish, then that is what they do. They stop doing the things they need to do.

I woke up many mornings not knowing what I'd done the night before. I'm amazed I'm not dead.

I feel like contemporary art is everywhere now and with the rise of the internet, it's so much easier to see what artists are doing and to follow their careers.

I always tried to learn about the hitters. Anytime someone got a hit off me, I made a mental note of the pitch. He'd never see that one again.

To me, if the writing doesn't have rhythm, it feels dead. I lose all confidence. The music has to emerge to feel confident enough to move on to the next major chapter.

A poet needs a pen, a painter a brush, and a director an army.

There's an old saying about truth setting you free. Don't buy it. Sometimes the truth slams the cell door shut and throws a thousand bolts.

How low, how little are the proud, How indigent the great!