...sometimes, you have to break your own heart.

Things end. People leave. And you know what? Life goes on. Besides, if bad things didn't happen, how would you be able to feel the good ones?

The world will knock you down plenty. You don't need to be doing it to yourself.

The truth is, I feel beyond sad. I feel empty. Numb.

Why do people think being with someone is the answer to everything?

Things change. Stuff happens. Life goes on.

I do not fall. I fell so hard so long ago there is nothing left for me to land on. I just keep falling and falling and falling.

Anger can try to break your heart, but sorrow is what will. What can. What does.

I want to care, but I don’t. I look at you and all I feel is tired.

I don't eat bread.' Is she pouting? It's hard to tell. She's had a lot of chemicals injected into her face.

I love books. I like that the moment you open one and sink into it you can escape from the world, into a story that's way more interesting that yours will ever be.

we would not reliably assent to reproduce unless we first had lost our minds.

art is a mode of stalking

Leaving home's a cinch. It's the staying, once you've found it, that takes courage.

A batch of credit cards fattens a wallet before it thins it.

We lived in a totalitarian system for more than 70 years, and our views are still under its influence. Many heads of state in the former Soviet republics believe that they must have total power.

Lente, lente currite, noctis equi. Translation: Run slowly, slowly, horses of the night.

To be overwise is to ossify; and the scruple-monger ends by standing stockstill.

There really isn't a day when I wake up and DON'T have to be someplace.