Most people think I'm Danny Glover's son when they meet me. So when they ask, I say 'No, I'm Crispin Glover's son.' Then we stare at each other for a long time.

You have to be real with yourself. No one is doing that. People are too concerned with making everything look nice and calm and pretty.

We lay out our lives in a narrative we understand, like a movie, but are you enjoying making it or are you wondering who's watching my movie.

If it makes you nervous- you're doing it right.

You're always allowed to be better.

I am what I am, everything I wanna be

Took the G out yo waffle, all you got left is your ego.

I felt like high school for me was like a big whirlpool of me trying to figure out what was OK for me to do.

Bright lights, they tend to burn out fast. So I shine bright, but I'm scared that it won't last.

I personally don't believe people really grow. They just learn stuff when they were a kid, and hold on to it, and that affects every relationship they have.

May your dreams be sweet and your nightmares be spooky-monster-scary and not grandma-died-scary.

When you choose to notice the little things, the world becomes a much more beautiful place. Find the beauty of the little things and the whole picture becomes a bit more magnificent.

Creativity is encountering something unexpected

Ask not what your Joe Montaperto can do for you, but rather what YOU can do for your Joe Montaperto.

One Connection By A Spiritual WayIs To Be Emotional Connected :Petra Cecilia Maria HermansAugust 29, 2016AmenGod

Everybody needs a hero. Jesus is mine.

We are dwellers in a divine universe where no desires are in vain - if only they be large enough.

I was into alternative stuff, but I was also open to a little bit of hard rock and metal, like Guns N' Roses, Metallica.

If I need something, even a pair of socks, my assistant has to get them for me.

When, in the third book, we do learn the identity of the Blue Rose murderer, the information comes in a muted, nearly off-hand manner, and the man has died long before.

Philanthropy [has become] simply the refuge of people who wish to annoy their fellow creatures.