People are really concerned with what other people are saying about them.

Someday, everything will make perfect sense. So for now, laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears, be strong and keep reminding your self that everything happens for a reason.

A man's got two shots for jewelry: a wedding ring and a watch. The watch is a lot easier to get on and off than a wedding ring.

High School is like a spork: it's a crappy spoon and a crappy fork, so in the end it's just plain useless.

People want to see musicians sing things that come from their own mind and own heart in real time, responding to the moment for them.

Sometimes I wish that I was the weather, you'd bring me up in conversation forever. And when it rained, I'd be the talk of the day.

Sometimes I wish that I was a bong hit, you'd let me in and you would love every minute.

Don't be scared to walk alone. Don't be scared to like it.

If you had started doing anything two weeks ago, by today you would have been two weeks better at it.

The biggest mistake I made and what cost me a lot of enjoyment in my life, was assuming that everybody cared. They don’t.

The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. You know, when sad tries to bite its lip and not cry, and smile and say, "No I'm happy for you"? Thats when it's really sad.

Everything that ever happened is just stories now, Earl. But it was all very real to people while it was happening. Wasn't it?

And help us this and every day to live more nearly as we pray.

For me, there is very little difference between magic and art. To me, the ultimate act of magic is to create something from nothing: It's like when the stage magician pulls the rabbit from the hat.

Love is all about... whistles.

Where Nature's end of language is declin'd, And men talk only to conceal the mind.

What great interval is there between him who is caught in Africa and made a plantation slave of in the South, and him who is caught in New England and made a Unitarian minister of?

There were several Battles between the Yorkists and the Lancastrians, in which the former (as they ought) usually won.

Yes, racism looks like hate, but hate is just one manifestation. Privilege is another. Access is another. Ignorance is another. Apathy is another, and so on.

I try to give the media as many confusing images as I can to retain my freedom. What's real is for my children and the people I live with.

I am thinking,’ he remarked quietly, ’whether I shall add to the disorder in this room, by scattering your brains about the fireplace.