Sometimes that whys aren't knowable, so you just have to ignore the whys, and just focus on what is and move on.

I just think about how saying that you love someone can make your heart feel like some sort of brownie sundae, warm, gooey, sweet and good.

We all live with our losses. We don't want to, but we can

You know, life fractures us all into little pieces. It harms us, but it's how we glue those fractures back together that make us stronger.

Home is where the heart is.

I like a lot of things that aren't good for me.

The ending has to fit. The ending has to matter, and make sense. I could care less about whether it's happy or sad or atomic. The ending is the place where you go, “Aha. Of course. That's right.”

It's hard to save the world when you can't save yourself

Losing people you love affects you. It is buried inside of you and becomes this big, deep hole of ache. It doesn't magically go away, even when you stop officially mourning.

It's a lot easier to understand things once you name them. It's the unknown that mostly freaks me out. I don't know the name of that fear, but I know I've got it, the fear of the unknown.

What we do, our choices, that's what defines us

Opportunity may knock only once but temptation leans on the door bell

As I noticed feelings and thoughts appear and disappear, it became increasingly clear that they were just coming and going on their own. . . . There was no sense of a self owning them.

Approach the game with no preset agendas and you'll probably come away surprised at your overall efforts.

Of all lies, art is the least untrue.

A Fool can become a Genius when he understands he is a Fool but. A Genius can become a Fool when he understands he is a Genius.

Spartacus, like Jesus, was also crucified by the Romans. And for equally good reasons.

The main engagement of the writer is towards truthfulness; therefore he must keep his mind and his judgment free.

I don't advise any one to take it [painting] up as a business proposition, unless they really have talent... But I will say that I have did remarkable for one of my years, and experience.

The past will find a way to squeeze into the present–if you let it.

The kind of churches we played in, it wasn't about how good you could play your instrument, it was about how much you enjoyed playing your instrument.