Now that I have definitely begun to live I find myself more and more convinced that civilization with its trappings and artificialities is not so good as nature.

A great artist is conscious of the talent and the power he possesses, otherwise he would not see his faults, and so would not be able to improve.

I can choose either to be a victim of the world or an adventurer in search of treasure. It's all a question of how I view my life.

If you can't beat em: Poem.

He thought others were small

Pain could be killed. Sadness could not, but the drugs did shut its mouth for a time.

We might give her presents, tell some tales, but would she ever be able to really understand what the journey had been like for us?

Think less of yourself and more of others…and others will think more of you. ~Jason Versey

Sometimes people walk into plays by accident - they don't even know what they're looking at they just think to give it a chance. That can be the beginning of a long friendship.

I have been extremely proactive in putting myself up for characters that may have been meant to specifically be Caucasian. You bring an interesting angle to the character that isn't written.

I am only 8 years old, I told myself. No little boy of 8 has ever murdered anyone. It's not possible.

The mere presence of PASSION within you is all you need to fulfill your DREAMS.