Tomorrow is another day toward death.

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.

You take the words in the sense which is most damaging to the argument.

How fickle is my young male heart as it avidly jumps from love to love

Fairness is not an attitude. It's a professional skill that must be developed and exercised.

We may not know who is craft beer but we sure as hell will know what is craft beer by who isn't.

... And if Europe gives Arabia a railway, Arabia gives Europe an idea - which I think balances the account.

We can't always take the most obvious road in life.

A lost job can put a smile on any shareholder's face.

But love like that doesn't just disappear, does it? No matter how powerful the hate, there is always a little love left, underneath. Yes. Horrible, isn't it?

Those jobs flee other states because of factors like excessive taxation, punitive regulation and frivolous lawsuits.

Shrewdness in public life all over the world is always honored, while honesty in public men is generally attributed to dumbness and is seldom rewarded.