I was horribly bookish, to the point of coming right out and saying it, which I knew was not socially acceptable.

When in doubt, ingest carbs.

I wanted to talk to someone. But who? It’s moments like this, when you need someone the most, that your world seems smallest.

I can be a badass DJ when I want, but I am also an insufferable music snob.

It's bullshit to think of friendship and romance as being different. They're not. They're just variations of the same love. Variations of the same desire to be close.

I want to believe there is a somebody out there for me. I want to believe that I exist to be there for that somebody.

The reward is in the risk.

The handwriting was a girl’s. I mean, you can tell. That enchanted cursive.

Wherever I went, I was on the wrong end of the stampede.

Dumped doesn't even begin to describe it. If you're going to use a trash metaphor, incinerated is more like it.

One of the failures of cellular communication is that tiredness often comes across as sadness.

The objective of nonviolence is to create a beloved world community.

Tequila makes me dream up things like dance battles.

The world that is a book is devoured bya reader who is a letter in the world's text; thus a circular metaphor is created for the endlessness of reading; We are what we read.

homesickness is just a state of mind for me. i'm always missing someone or someplace or something, i'm always trying to get back to some imaginary somewhere. my life has been one long longing.

Sometimes just getting up in the morning and standing at the gate can bring the gate down.

You never know what the future holds or where my life will take me.

It is better to be charged with cowardice and weakness than to be guilty of denial of our oath and sin against God.

When I was little, there were so many people in my house. Everyone was enjoying themselves, rehearsing, having fun. It was like a playground.

A gardener's life is full of sweets and sours; He gets the sunshine when he needs the showers.

Appetite, with an opinion of attaining, is called hope; the same, without such opinion, despair.