What I'd like to be is a unique writer who's different from everybody else. I want to be a writer who tells stories unlike other writers'.

Unclose your mind. You are not a prisoner. You are a bird in flight, searching the skies for dreams.

I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.

No matter how far you travel, you can never get away from yourself.

Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it's too late. Say what you're feeling. Waiting is a mistake.

I probably still haven’t completely adapted to the world. I don’t know, I feel like this isn’t the real world. The people, the scene: they just don’t seem real to me.

But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?

The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.

When I first met you, I felt a kind of contradiction in you. You’re seeking something, but at the same time, you are running away for all you’re worth.

When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.

Smiles form the channels of a future tear.

My preference is that, that day when someone sticks a tripod in front of you with a camera on the top, it is not day one.

To suppress free speech is a double wrong. It violates the rights of the hearer as well as those of the speaker.

Pacifism is a nice idea but it can get you killed. We're not there yet. Evolution is slow, small pox is fast.

I'm always interested in what's next or what is the new kind of thinking.

I shall state my thesis plain. The first poets were gods. Poetry began with the bicameral mind.

What do you think of the human mind? I mean, in case you think there is a human mind.

If Huck Finn or Tom Sawyer were alive today, we’d say they had ADD or a conduct disorder. They [boys] are who they are, and we need to love them for who they are. Let’s not try to rewire them.

Hall of Love has ten thousand swords. Don't be afraid to use one.

My calling, as one imperfect human, is to celebrate and uphold life every time I get the chance.