We had pathetically simple dreams: to do meaningful work that we could be proud of, to be together, and to be happy.

Did you really want to die?" "No one commits suicide because they want to die." "Then why do they do it?" "Because they want to stop the pain.

Don't waste your time with fear.. Fear won't keep you safe from being hurt.

And no matter what anybody says about grief and about time healing all wounds, the truth is, there are certain sorrows that never fade away until the heart stops beating and the last breath is taken.

No one commits suicide because they want to die.

Anything less than mad, passionate, extraordinary love is a waste of time. There are too many mediocre things in life to deal with and love shouldn't be one of them.

Just knowing you exist changed the world for me.

Has the industry done to music what McDonald’s has done to eating?

I'm afraid of everything. Fear of being alone, fear of being hurt, fear of being made a fool of, fear of failure... Still, I think all my fears bleed from one big one.

... there’s also nothing noble about being fearless. How much do you wanna bet the last man standing in a battle is usually the biggest fool of all?” - Paul Hudson

In his eyes I saw all the other possibilities. The dream-world possibilities. The fairytale possibilities. The seemingly impossible possibilities.

Neatness, madam, has nothing to do with the truth. The truth is quite messy, like a wind blown room.

You can go as far as you dream, think and imagine.

Insight is not the same as scientific deduction, but even at that it may be more reliable than statistics.

The horizon is out there somewhere and you keep chasing it, looking for it and working for it.

A man who is willing to commit suicide has the initiative.

I live my life parallel with my work, and they are both equally important. I'm always amazed how much people talk about celebrity and fame. I don't understand the attraction.

John F. Kennedy was the victim of the hate that was a part of our country. It is a disease that occupies the minds of the few but brings danger to the many.

The life given us, by nature is short; but the memory of a well-spent life is eternal.

Conventions which camouflage a man's true feelings are a spiritual lie which help him adapt himself to the organized deviations of society.

Quite simply, when we deny our children nature, we deny them beauty.