I'm always losing things.

Mickey holds up the soggy paper. DIE. Don't you die.

Evan always used to day that it wasn't that you couldn't see that you should be afraid of, but what was right in front of you, in plain sight.

...I'm in a little bubble of warmth, just like I had with Ellis, a place I never thought I'd be again.

People aren't nice, people aren't nice, you should know that by now.

I think Temple is wrong. I don't think I'd dig that kind of art party at all.

...when I look at my arms, I don't think revolutionary. I think sad, and pain, but not revolutionary.

People should know about us. Girls who write their pain on their bodies. ~Louisa

Girl listens to radio. Girl finds music. Girl has whole other world.Girl slips on headphones. World gone.

Everyone here seems to know exactly what they need, but I leave without a thing.

I'm tired and angry at me. For letting myself get smaller and smaller in the hopes that he would notice me more. But how can someone notice you if you keep getting smaller?

Some seek only the appearance of justice and virtues. Some seek real justice and virtues. Some others are too lazy to search at all.

I like to deliver more than I promise instead of the other way around.

I always seem to have a vague feeling that he is a Satan among musicians, a fallen angel in the darkness who is perpetually seeking to fight his way back to happiness.

Creating a life that reflects your values and satisfies your soul is a rare achievement.

Inspire yourself to be great. Being good isn't good enough.

The best pleasures of this world are not quite true.

You'd find out more truth by just walking down the street with a musical instrument than by looking at any of the news outlets.

There seems a life in hair, though it be dead.

I would have preferred to have been born in any other time than our own.

Once you've started cheating, does it really matter what your methods are?