You ask yourself when you’ll learn, and the answer is always, “Tomorrow.

In the movies, God is an actor just like everyone else.

I haven’t felt the full weightof the world on my shoulders, and I haven’t experienceda fraction of the painand embarrassment I’ve put out into this great bigwhite world.

I think of drug dealers like I think of my father— never really there when you want them to be.

A drop in the bucket, a tear in the ocean, you’ve been treading cold water, memorizing the motion just to stay afloat.

And I guess at the end of the day, you’re just amazed that I can still stand, and I’m just amazed that I can stand still.

It’s so hard not to be fascinated by the broken, to remember that a boy with a sad smile and a pretty face is not the boy that you should fall in love with.

You burn bright and you burn hard, like a fire in a dumpster, and nobody is so worriedabout you burning as they are worried about the fire spreading.

You are only as deepas the ashtrays you use. You only stick around because you like the abuse.

I’m a lot like you, and you’re a lot like me.It’s sad to say, and it’s sad to see.

It isn’t easy, ” is easy to say and sometimes I think that the only thing we can dois say really easy things to each other.

It was a night where the rogue drow felt tiny, and yet grand, a part of something ancient, eternal, and as vast as his imagination and as warm as the love among these five freinds surrounding him ...

Suffer not thy wrongs to shroud thy fate, But turn, my soul, to blessings which remain.

I don't drink much anymore, because it's supposedly not good for me. I still have gallons of it around though. I smell the cork and do a lot of wishing.

I wonder if a soldier ever does mend a bullet hole in his coat?

In my estimation, there has not been in American history a more important leak than Edward Snowden's release of NSA material – and that definitely includes the Pentagon Papers 40 years ago.

When we fight back with joy, we awaken to the deepest reality of our identity as beloved, delightful children of God.

Poetry is ... the physical enactment of a process of knowing by means of language.

Music is a great blessing. It has the power to elevate and liberate us. It sets people free to dream. It can unite us to sing with one voice. Such is the value of music.

Dance, dance, otherwise we are lost.

Nothing shapes your life more than the commitments you choose to make.