My brain sometimes departs from the agreed-upon reality, and my private reality is a very lonely place. But in the end, I'm not sure I wish I'd never gone there.

When you are mad, mad like this, you don't know it. Reality is what you see. When what you see shifts, departing from anyone else's reality, it's still reality to you.

But new love only lasts so long, and then you crash back into the real people you are, and from as high as we were, it's a very long fall, and we hit the ground with a thud.

I get absolutely shitfaced. I am shitfaced and hyper and ten years old. I am having the time of my life.

Because I'm not, in fact, depressed, Prozac makes me manic and numb - one of the reasons I slice my arm in the first place is that I'm coked to the gills on something utterly wrong for what I have.

Falling in love happens so suddenly that it seems, all at once, that you have always been in love.

kenangan itu cuma hantu di sudut pikir. selama kita diam dan ngga berbuat apa-apa, selamanya dia tetap jadi hantu, ngga akan pernah jadi kenyataan.

When those who have the opportunity to speak to those politicians they must do so and if one doesn't have that opportunity to speak directly, they can still speak indirectly and it can be heard.

Well, me don't swim too tough so me don't go in the water too deep.

I don't give in, I don't give up, I don't take no for an answer.

I suspect the fault...is in me: that I hate any job on earth, as a job and a hindrance and a semi-suicide.

I wanted to be kicked and hit and bruised up and beaten. It became something that was an absolutely necessary part of every day for me.

There really is no weight to telling the truth. It's a little scary sometimes, but if you tell the truth, you don't have to be looking over your shoulder.

What want these outlaws conquerors should have but history's purchased page to call them great?

It is not enough merely possess virtue, as if it were an art; it should be practiced.

There's courage involved if you want to become Truth.