What I'm saying is, when you have weight like that in your life, you have to start looking for the bigger picture or you are gonna sink.

In my mind I am eloquent; I can climb intricate scaffolds of words to reach the highest cathedral ceilings and paint my thoughts. But when I open my mouth, everything collapses.

I want to change my punctuation. I long for exclamation marks, but I'm drowning in ellipses.

I would like my life to be a movie so I could cut to a montage.

I want a new past,new memories, a new first handshake with love. I want to start over in every possible way.

My friend "M" says the irony of being a zombie is that everything is funny, but you can't smile, because your lips have rotted off.

...wanting change is step one, but step two is taking it.

My favorite songs change every year.

You should always be taking pictures, if not with a camera then with your mind. Memories you capture on purpose are always more vivid than the ones you pick up by accident.

The past is made out of facts...I guess the future is just hope.

I notice faint scars on her wrists and forearms, thin lines too symmetrical to be accidents.

If a tie is like kissing your sister, losing is like kissing your grandmother with her teeth out.

Forgiveness is a virtue of beauty. You learn to see a person no longer defined by a past but one that has re-created itself anew.

He knew too well the sting of loneliness and how over time it stole you away, piece by piece, until a mere shell remained.

If a negative viewer looks at you with an ugly fiendish eye, find a way and pluck off his eyes, or better still, protect your good image.

How can I blame others, when I cannot stop myself committing crimes?

I've been offered proof of God's existence at regular intervals in my life through experiences so profound they've given goose bumps to atheists.

You talk to God, you're religious. God talks to you, you're psychotic.

The technology of the time dictated the way things looked.

he was figuratively following along beside her as she walked the fence, ready to catch her if she should fall.

Nothing compares to being truly, exuberantly wanted by your children.