It's too late.I chose life too late.

Everyone thought that things were getting back to normal. They had no idea that normal didn’t exist for me any more. Normal had been smashed on the rocks beneath the bridge.

To be perfectly honest, it scared me a little. You get so used to seeing the same thing in the mirror every day you stop thinking about what you look like.

It’s amazing, the lies you can tell yourself. Even more amazing, the lies you can believe when you’re desperate enough.

Has this version of me been lurking there all along, somewhere deep below the surface, biding its time, waiting for its chance to make an appearance?

Everyone’s got secrets, Jem. It’s what makes people interesting.

Practice silence, practice patience, practice to love every existence, peace will be there.

So I just went over and sat with him. Not a biggie. I wish people would stop trying to turn it into something more. He's just a kid. The weirdest-looking kid I've ever seen, yes. But just a kid.

Out of the strain of the Doing Into the peace of the Done.

We awaken in others the same attitude of mind we hold toward them.

I think art is inherently nonviolent and it actually occupies your mind with creation rather than destruction.

Any strikeout record worth having is in a Texas pitcher's pocket. I might come join them one day.

Fools, their wisdom weak, are their own enemies as they go through life, doing evil that bears bitter fruit.

Even when I was doing theater it was more comedic. Don't get me wrong, I love doing the dramatic and heavy stuff, but I just want to have fun. I want to make people laugh.

I try not to discriminate against genres.

The only way of living in a free society is to feel that you have the right to say and do stuff.