I love my home, just playing games and just sleeping. No matter where you go, nothing is better than sleeping.

Somewhere, the zebra is dancing.

Very gently. Like there are eggshells on your pedals, and you don’t want to break them. That’s how you drive in the rain.

One man gathers what another man spills

We are our stories. We tell them to stay alive or keep alive those who only live now in the telling.

I can eat everything; chocolate, hamburgers, pizza, go to McDonalds, Burger King, KFC. It's all in my body.

No matter how hard people try break you down, or whoever tries to stomp on you. You will always have the same value. No one can change you.

If you truly dwell within Acceptance, you are wityout two things-Expectations and Disappointments.

See not perfection in self. Seek it not in others. One being a false perceptionThe other, an endless quest.

My heart, far too sensitivefor this human world.My heart, so easily wounded, sheds rose tears of compassion.

All writers are waiting for replies. That’s what I’ve learned. Maybe all human beings are

There are two kinds of truth

Little Pessimism in life reminds of staying alive and not wandering in a fairy land.

We are candles, I remember thinking, and the wind is rising.

Don't think, just feel.

So that we may not be like the Athenians, who never consulted except after the event done. [Fr., Afin que ne semblons es Athenians, qui ne consultoient jamais sinon apres le cas faict.]

What is the true test of character unless it be its progressive development in the bustle and turmoil, in the action and reaction of daily life.

Watercolor is an alchemical medium - colors mixing with water, joining with it, being extended by it - creating new life where none had been before.

Chris Rock is a good friend of mine, and he is hysterical.

I'm always going to be just me.