Everything which is human is alien to me.

The only question that really counts, must be thins one: are things getting better or are they getting worse?

It's good for me to see so many other people who are not me. That there are so many others. I feel affection for them. Most of them are doing the best they can. I am also doing the best I can.

I don't want all that much. But I want to be fine. I want to live a simple life with many good moments and a lot of fun.

I think I'm more concerned with things that are very big and things that are very small than with all the stuff in between.

…I don’t wish to meet people. They disgust me. Increasingly so. But I must have milk.

Something is going to have to happen. Not necessarily something big. Just something.

I have enough trouble with useful information, never mind being burdened with what is useless.

There are too many confusing things present. Things I know. Thoughts I have. Sarcasm. Things I think I ought to be doing and places I ought to be going. Always other places.

Everything seemed meaningless to me. All of a sudden. My own life, the lives of others, of animals of plants, the whole world. It no longer fitted together.

I have the strangest thoughts in my head, maybe I should not write them down.

No matter how much struggle you face in your journey towards success, someday you will look back and realize your struggles changed your life for the better.

Open your eyes. Reality awaits.

Never stop feeling the amazement of partaking in one of the most incredible journeys you will ever walk, the walk of life. " ~ Roy Hale

You opposed fascism, then you ditched communism.'No, I didn’t. Communism ditched me by turning into Stalinism'.

Happiness always looks small while you hold it in your hands but let it go and you learn at once how big and precious it is.

He said she went around with her feelings out in front of her with an arm around the feelings' windpipe and a Glock 9mm. to the feelings' temple like a terrorist with a hostage, daring you to shoot.

This may be the age of automation, but love is still being made by hand.

If negativity starts to cloud your thoughts, get on your hands & knees and pull out the weeds.

There are chemists who spend their whole lives trying to find out what's in a lump of sugar. I want to know one thing. What is color?

The line between seduction and prostitution is very blurred, and deep down, everyone knows it.