You know, sometimes I even envy myself.

This pain is comfort. It is the solace of physicality, like a touch.

Doing nothing was as honourable as any available course of action. Think of Hamlet, think of Job, think of Jesus before Pilate.

I stare out at the real world projected on the windows

His suffering was no more real than he was.

Reality, it seems, is not a flat plane, but has as many veils as an onion has skins.

For someone to be perfect, they must be real, however imperfect they are.

It is a matter of mere coincidence that there is often a real individual who corresponds with a celebrity, signifies them.

You need to bridge the gap between reality and freedom. Drugs are the bridge.

I feel underslept but overjoyed. Nothing feels so good as this.

Is the writer cruel that makes his characters suffer only to bring them to triumph or tragedy in the end?

You cannot control faeries. Can. Not. They aren't logical or rational. They don't obey the same laws (physical, social, emotional, traffic - you name it) that we do.

Let us remember to always rediscover one anotherbecause we are forever changing.

We love and reason because God Loves and reasons and holds our hand while we do it.

Don’t a man has serf esteem, it’s only woman who is sign of dignity, don’t man have their own?

If we cannot give freedom to every creature, let us do nothing that will impose slavery upon any other creature.

Drama is promised to everyone no matter how humble you are.

Holmstrom has broken an Olympic record by being cross checked 46 times in one game!

Reform is a process, and not an event.

To have a major breakthrough in policy, you have to be able to stop and think.

The past isn't real because it's history, and the future isn't because it hasn't happened yet. I like it, it hints at virtual reality, which I think is how we sort of feel about life sometimes.