That's how people live in the real world: forcing stuff on each other.

Unclose your mind. You are not a prisoner. You are a bird in flight, searching the skies for dreams.

I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.

No matter how far you travel, you can never get away from yourself.

Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it's too late. Say what you're feeling. Waiting is a mistake.

I probably still haven’t completely adapted to the world. I don’t know, I feel like this isn’t the real world. The people, the scene: they just don’t seem real to me.

But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?

The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.

When I first met you, I felt a kind of contradiction in you. You’re seeking something, but at the same time, you are running away for all you’re worth.

When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.

You’ll only fall if you doubt your balance.

Silence is the language of nature and beauty where perception and feelings are the only reality.

I am Butler. Anything I say sounds scary.

Command the space of your beingness - a space where you are allowed to grow into your true, unique nature.

I wrote two plays before I was cast on The Neighbors. They actually got published, which was cool.

I've always been a fine artist.

What I want out of my career is just to work.

I love clothes, but really I don't have that much to say about skirts. Before I was writing, I went to fashion shows only when the designer was a good friend and I was there to show support.

Here, let me break it down for you, so you know what I say is true: Teachers? Teachers make a difference! Now what about you?

Can we go too fast in saving souls? If anyone still wants a reply, let him ask the lost souls in Hell.