Something inside me had dropped away, and nothing came in to fill the cavern.

Unclose your mind. You are not a prisoner. You are a bird in flight, searching the skies for dreams.

I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.

No matter how far you travel, you can never get away from yourself.

Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it's too late. Say what you're feeling. Waiting is a mistake.

I probably still haven’t completely adapted to the world. I don’t know, I feel like this isn’t the real world. The people, the scene: they just don’t seem real to me.

But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?

The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.

When I first met you, I felt a kind of contradiction in you. You’re seeking something, but at the same time, you are running away for all you’re worth.

When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.

You can't always rely on taking the pain. You need to learn to avoid it.

So, you can make me come, that doesn't make you Jesus.

The universe stood still and the universe continued on its path, travelling through endless time.

I believe that a worthwhile life is defined by a kind of spiritual journey and a sense of obligation.

As the season progresses, it's like the doors open up to all the different worlds that were teased about in the pilot.

During the fight my senses dim, and basically, I don't feel any pain.

To say that 'I will not be free till all humans (or all sentient creatures) are free' is simply to cave in to a kind of nirvana-stupor, to abdicate our humanity, to define ourselves as losers.

I always wanted to make a children's album because you have the freedom to explore so many wonderful topics and sounds.

God is more interested in declaring than explaining.

It is said, no man can write but one book; and if a man have a defect, it is apt to leave its impression on all his performances.