Maybe if I forgot things once in a while, we'd all be a little bit happier.

No one knows for certain how much impact they have on the lives of other people. Oftentimes, we have no clue. Yet we push it just the same.

Everything...affects everything

After all, how often do we get a second chance?

A lot of you cared, just not enough.

Here's a tip. If you touch a girl, even as joke, and she pushes you off, leave... her... alone. Don't touch her. Anywhere! Just stop. Your touch does nothing but sicken her.

I can't. You can't rewrite the past.

But I do know which is the least popular. The truth.

I decided to find out how people at school might react if one of the students never came back.

But you can't get away from yourself. You can't decide not to see yourself anymore. You can't decide to turn off the noise in your head.

I simply wanted a kiss. I was a freshman girl who had never been kissed. Never. But I liked the boy, he liked me, and I was going to kiss him. That's the story, the whole story, right there.

I am not afraid of a fight I have to do my duty come what may.

To love others we must first learn to love ourselves.

International affairs will be placed on a better footing when it is understood that there is no way of punishing a people for the crimes of its rulers.

The only basis of peace is the cessation of the conflict of two wills: my will vs God’s.

I really think of the studio as being like craftsmanship time, and then playing is about releasing energy, and the two are really different.

There are really only two options - you can feel things, or you can shut down. But, once you decide to feel things, you don't get to pick and choose what you feel.

I look at being older and gaining wisdom. I've learned to stay fit and healthy. I accept my body, my life, and my circumstances.

There are clothes which keep rejuvenating themselves instead of getting worn out.

Love can make up for a lot.

The transformation of object-libido into narcissistic libido which thus takes place obviously implies an abandonment of sexual aims, a desexualization - a kind of sublimation, therefore.