The waves splash against my face, carrying a message: Welcome, you belong here.

t may not be the life you imagined, but it’s your life. You came here for a reason. Is it time for you to go and begin again?

Cause and effect are rarely directly related. Justice has a mind of her own.

You earn brotherhood—the purest friendship, trust, love, whatever you want to call it—moment by moment through how you treat others.

Silence has built walls, walls that I attempt to break by pedaling faster, only to be imprisoned a hundred feet down the road.

I'm learning quickly, once you quit one thing, it gets easier and easier just to leave situations rather than deal with shit.

Questions from earlier circle like buzzards. Am I running away or moving forward?

To exist here, I’ll have to become skilled in saying no—an art in which I was once well accomplished, but one I no longer care to practice.

Nothing worse than someone who goes to the dance, is excited to dance, dances all night, and then complains all the next day about his feet being sore.

I never get used to the faces--wide-eyed and full of possibility--staring bad at me.

Even the best buzz wears off, and you wake up more trapped than the day before.

It all begins with faith. If we believed animal went to heaven, we wouldn't send them there prematurely

We just have to believe that God is bigger than the junk happening to us.

The smaller nations can in fact exercise greater influence on disarmament negotiations than they have hitherto done.

Movies are very hard to make, to get it all to come together. So many people have their say in what the end product of films are.

First one works alone through the mind, then before the public through experience.

Nativity is the enemy of prophecy.

I vent through my music. That's the only outlet I have.

I'm afraid to win, and afraid to lose; I hate a draw and can't stop competing; otherwise I'm fine.

Somebody must always be doing something new, or life would get very dull.