Snow makes cities innocent again, reveals the frailty of the human gesture against the void.

Literature is humanity's broad-minded alter-ego, with room in its heart for monsters, even for you. It's humanity without the judgement.

Life's generally artless ... but it does get these occasional hard-ons for plot. It connects things, nefariously, behind your back, and before you know it you're in the final act of a lousy movie.

That's what happens when you keep a secret from someone you love: you start to hate them for allowing you to prove your own willingness to deceive them.

Words betrayed her: beautiful butterflies in her mind; dead moths when she opened her mouth for their release into the world.

When you're a kid it's people's cruelty that makes you cry, then when you're an adult it's their kindness.

Coffee justifies the existence of the word 'aroma'.

There is no God and that's His only commandment.

With adolescent egotism and a lot of money one can pretty much rule the world.

You think God will never forgive you, but the only God is beauty and beauty always forgives. It forgives with its infinite indifference.

The message is clear: By all means become an abomination -- but only while unhinged by grief or wrath.

Mother used to say that however miserable one is, there’s always something to be thankful for. And each morning, when the sky brightened and light began to flood my cell, I agreed with her.

How could we have revived the soul without music?

To be saved is to believe in one's own courage.

Because the mankind very himself is a torturer, he created the concept of hell!

When I left Tinder, I had no intention of getting back into the dating industry. What I ultimately wanted to do was start this contagious complimentary social network, where kindness was at the helm.

Very quickly, without really looking back or trying, I was just suddenly lifted into another sphere.

It's a character I've created. Actually, that's pretty much the opposite of me, off a farm in the Midwest.

When I want to understand what is happening today or try to decide what will happen tomorrow, I look back.

My longest love affair: with a book.

Keep your head up, Legs closed, Eyes open.