So, now I've been to see a drug counselor who told me I need to lay off the drugs and talk about my feelings, and a shrink who heard what I had to say and immediately put me on drugs.

Who but the mad would choose to keep on living? In the end, aren't we all just a little crazy?

In a world like this one, only the random makes sense.

You can never know about about your own destiny: are the people you meet there to play a part on your oun destiny, or do you exist just to play a role in theirs?

And when it comes, her kiss is like something not so much felt as found.

I don't think you should die until you're ready. Until you've wrung out every last bit of living you can.

There's no such thing as nothing. In every nothing, there's a something. In fact, there could be everything!

Wow, I miss Latin. So much fun - all those exciting verbs that don't come unit the end of the sentence. It's like a movie trailer for language.

Question is not whom I am going to love, but question is whom I am going not to love.

From her perch more than a kilometer aboveground, she surveys the city that never sleeps, glittering and coruscating in the rain like a metaphor for her glamorous life.

Read nature; nature is a friend to truth.

All my life I've been pleasin' everyone but me, waking up in someone else's dream.

Often men believe women are the same, and once they figure what works for one woman they apply that same method to all the other women they are intimate with, and that's one of the major problems.

God is love. I have loved. Therefore, I will go to heaven.

For upon all the glory shall be a defense

Keeping your mind open in the face of uncertainty is the single most powerful secret of unleashing your creative potential.

If we could just stop the tourism, we could stop the congestion.

I believed that I could still win no matter what the score was.