We were never friends. Not for a second. I loved you.

When you are deep in misery, you reach out to those who can help, people who can understand.

From a young age I had learned to get over--to cover my tracks emotionally, to hide or ignore my problems in the belief that they were mine alone to solve.

Do you have to find the evil in yourself in order to truly recognize it in the world?

Instead, our system of "corrections" is about arm's-length revenge and retribution, all day and all night. Then its overseers wonder why people leave prison more broken than when they went in.

Maybe, because all these good people loved me enough to help me, maybe I wasn't quite as bad as I felt. Maybe there was a part of me that was worthy of their love.

Don't tell me what to do - you have eight numbers after your name just like me.

We have a racially based justice system that overpunishes, fails to rehabilitate, and doesn't make us safer.

Flavour your life in such a way that anyone who thinks he or she is biting or back-biting you, will rather take smiles away unexpectedly and with surprises.

It was stupid not to let MacArthur finish off those rice eaters. Push 'em back.

Don't anticipate for a promise, let it be an unexpected favour, this will increase your power of independence.

But that methodology where players are pitted against other unfamiliar players has been so widely adapted now that anybody plays with everybody.

Are we no greater than the noise we make Along one blind atomic pilgrimage Whereon by crass chance billeted we go Because our brains and bones and cartilage Will have it so?

In L.A., I like to surf. I went through a phase - I was surfing four days a week. I'm still not good at it; I still spend most of my time falling.

Imagine there's no varmints. It isn't hard to do.

I would hate people to think bossy is all I can do.

You can't patch a wounded soul with a Band-Aid.

Sometimes you don't want to be a slapstick clown in order to convey a funny perception of the world.