these are the screams within these are the life streams bleeding from skin

The nail that sticks out farthest gets hammered the hardest.

Everybody's got their secrets; I carry mine like a jagged stone in my shoe.

Kara do you love Brad?' All my heart.' Then how can you let him leave next year?' I guess love isn’t enough sometimes.

Anything that makes you happy can make you sad.

There is eloquence in screaming.

It’s easy to watch someone else’s life crash and burn, harder to watch your own accident up close.

Kara do you love Brad?'All my heart.'Then how can you let him leave next year?'I guess love isn’t enough sometimes.

Can I love someone...and still think/fly? Love is flying, sown, floating. Thought is solitary flight, beating wings.

Gratitude washes all of my worries and my stress away.

I take quite a lot of pride in not knowing what´s cool.

The horror genre is fun but I'm not sure it is quite right for me.

It is time for a new compact among the civilized peoples of this world to eradicate war at its most fundamental source: the corruption of young minds by violent ideology.

On coaching the 1970s Philadelphia Flyers: Nobody likes us. Nobody outside Philadelphia, that is. In fact, the nicest thing people say about us is that we are a bunch of muggers.

It is necessary to make virtue fashionable.

The right-wing of the Republican party isn't so much a political agenda as a plea for help.

The influence of being in New York, made me realize a lot of the ethical and political ideas I want to push or promote are best articulated within an anarchist program.