I come around when you least expect me! I'm sitting at the bar when your glass is empty!

You have to be real with yourself. No one is doing that. People are too concerned with making everything look nice and calm and pretty.

We lay out our lives in a narrative we understand, like a movie, but are you enjoying making it or are you wondering who's watching my movie.

If it makes you nervous- you're doing it right.

You're always allowed to be better.

I am what I am, everything I wanna be

Took the G out yo waffle, all you got left is your ego.

I felt like high school for me was like a big whirlpool of me trying to figure out what was OK for me to do.

Bright lights, they tend to burn out fast. So I shine bright, but I'm scared that it won't last.

I personally don't believe people really grow. They just learn stuff when they were a kid, and hold on to it, and that affects every relationship they have.

May your dreams be sweet and your nightmares be spooky-monster-scary and not grandma-died-scary.

Growing up is, at heart, the process of learning to take responsibility for whatever happens in your life. To choose growth is to embrace a love that heals.

The invisible fuel for this healing process is our heartfelt compassion and loving presence and the sincerity of the collective intention that we bring to it.

We can't simply take the way things seem and just work on that, because that would be another kind of mistake thought makes-taking the surface and calling it the reality.

It's so important to the public to get an honest press. The press - the public doesn't believe you people anymore.

There is no defence for my actions which I sincerely regret. [on an affair with nanny Daisy Wright]

Forgiveness is mandatory; reconciliation is optional.

I suppose I have written novels to find out what I thought about something and poems to find out what I felt about something.

I am a revolutionary; my life is dedicated to freeing the people.

My skin burns where it meets his. It feels better than good, but it sets off a strange aching in my chest.

Jared glared balefully at the old man, his eyes full of the shock and pain of the betrayed. I had only human comparisons for such a look. Caesar and Brutus, Jesus and Judas.