Truly happy memories always live on, shining. Over time, one by one, they come back to life.

Sometimes people put up walls, not to keep others out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.

What was important wasn't the fireworks, it was that we were together this evening, together in this place, looking up into the sky at the same time.

I love feeling the rhythm of other people's lives. It's like traveling.

The sky was incredibly far away, and beautiful enough to make a person wonder why our hearts are never so free.

Everything that had happened was shockingly beautiful, enough to make you crazy.

No matter where you are, you're always a bit on your own, always an outsider.

But I have my life, I’m living it. It’s twisted, exhausting, uncertain, and full of guilt, but nonetheless, there’s something there.

The night glittered brilliantly then.

Over and over, we begin again.

It was so gorgeous it almost felt like sadness.

It is only those that live intentionally that can accomplish and come to the significance meant for them.

Stand strong. Stand firm. Stand tall like tower.

An accessible introduction to the nature of political thought. Just what I always wanted.

The past and present are only our means; the future is always our end. Thus we never really live, but only hope to live.

The thing with the comics is that you have license to go down every alley your brain can think of.

What is the impulse that drove to direct? To me, it seems so immense. Just having a rock 'n' roll band, or to go from the solitude of writing and to having to collaborate, is almost schizophrenic.

There are no atheists in foxholes and there are no libertarians in financial crises.

If you want to scale-up, the first thing you have to do is to expand your own team.

Are you stalking me? Because that would be super.

The true barbarian is he who thinks everything barbarous but his own tastes and prejudices.