Some people are born with tornadoes in their lives, but constellations in their eyes. Other people are born with stars at their feet, but their souls are lost at sea.

We have calcium in our bones, iron in our veins, carbon in our souls, and nitrogen in our brains. 93 percent stardust, with souls made of flames, we are all just stars that have people names.

Some girls are full of heartache and poetry and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running away from them.

You fell in love with a storm. Did you really think you would get out unscathed?

You must understand: they fear you. There is nothing scarier in their minds than a girl who knows the power of her flames.

You are damaged and broken and unhinged. But so are shooting stars and comets.

The monsters were neverunder my bed.Because the monsterswere inside my head.I fear no monsters, for no monsters I see.Because all this timethe monster has been me.

People aren't born sad.We make them that way.

Fall in love with someonewho tastes like adventurebut looks likethe calm, beautiful morningafter a terrible storm

People aren´t born sad.We make them that way.

I hope you find someone who knows how to love you when you are sad.

They're mine

It’s ridiculous – a girl steps out, goes dancing, gets her hair cut, decides to spend the summer in Italy and it’s a scandal. A chap does it and no one bats an eyelid.

The hard way is my favorite way to learn.

To make a long story short . . . there's nothing like having the boss walk in.

The intelligence of the lower forms of animal life, like a great deal of human intelligence, does not involve a self.

Humans are a TOUGH animal! We can do anything.

Did you know that the Stegosaurus lived further away from the Tyrannosaurus Rex than we are from the Tyrannosaurus Rex in time?

What is called for is dignity. We need to set an example.

Writing a poem is a more personal experience, I think, than writing prose. And perhaps reading a poem is a more personal experience than reading prose, though that's harder to say.

The highest form of success comes to the man who does not shrink from danger, from hardship or from bitter toil, and who, out of these, wins the splendid ultimate triumph.