The worst men have the best jobs the best men have the worst jobs or are unemployed or locked in madhouses.

Understand me. I’m not like an ordinary world. I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul.

The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.

Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?

People are strange: They are constantly angered by trivial things, but on a major matter like totally wasting their lives, they hardly seem to notice.

Find what you love and let it kill you.

If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life.

Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality.

Sometimes I feel as if we are all trapped in a movie. We know our lines, where to walk, how to act, only there is no camera. Yet, we can't break out of the movie. And it's a bad one.

You have to die a few times before you can really live.

I stopped looking for a Dream Girl, I just wanted one that wasn't a nightmare.

There are only two things worse then an empty canvas: death and taxes.

For society, marriage is undoubtedly beneficial. But the burdens of civilized morality are too heavy for many to bear.

The Mormons make the marriage ring, like the ring of Saturn, fluid, not solid, and keep it in its place by numerous satellites.

I am determined that nothing but the deepest love could ever induce me into matrimony.

The unique must be fulfilled.

Resolve to throw off the influences of any unfortunate environment, and to build your own life to order.

What good is money to you if you're going to die? It's not often that money can save someone's life.

There is never the body of a man, how strong and stout soever, if it be troubled and inflamed, but will take more harm and offense by wine being poured into it.

Bias and impartiality is in the eye of the beholder.

Asia: Four little letters, three billion little people.