The sky leans on me, me, the one upright among all horizontals.

Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.

If I didn’t think, I’d be much happier.

If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed.

I ride earth's burning carousel. Day in, day out.

What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.

Go out and do something. It isn’t your room that’s a prison, it’s yourself.

I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.

And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.

If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell.

Perhaps some day I'll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.

I don't think you can judge every man by one or two who let you down

It is often amidst the chaos in our life that we finally find the reason for our existence.

The darkness, the rage. One allows you to see the stars, the other gives you a false strength. But in the end both of which bring great torment.

The embrace was long and tight, but more like a complex language then a simple prolonged act. She said nothing at all, but damn she said everything. And I finally got it.

...shame spreads through his body like a drop of red dye in water.

Every one that asketh receiveth and he that seeketh findeth.

When you were a kid, a day was a long time and a year was a long time

When you get to that level, it's not a matter of talent anymore - because all the players are so talented - it's about preparation, about playing smart and making good decisions.

I don't ever want to be bored, doing the same thing from 9 to 5. I've always loved pretending and being someone different.

Cherry trees will blossom every year; But I'll disappear for good, One of these days.