You can't go back to how things were. How you thought they were. All you really have is...now.

The main thing I wanted to say, and thankfully it’s what most people say they get out of the book, is simply an acknowledgement that we do affect each other in ways we can’t predict.

No one knows for certain how much impact they have on the lives of other people. Oftentimes, we have no clue. Yet we push it just the same.

You can hear rumors. But you can't know them.

You can't stop the future You can't rewind the past The only way to learn the secret ...is to press play.

I've always loved brainstorming with other writers, and I consider having my work critiqued a part of that brainstorming.

And at some point, the struggle becomes too much-too tiring-and you consider letting go. Allowing tragedy... or whatever... to happen.

Everything...affects everything

After all, how often do we get a second chance?

In the end....everything matters.

Did the poet use red to symbolize blood? Anger? Lust? Or is the wheelbarrow simply red because red sounded better than black?

If you do not pray, you easily become a prey!

Two Parts. One Whole.

The best way to watch Breaking Bad is in the fetal position, sobbing.

We live in a melting pot. More and more, people are some kind of mixture. Even if you're Caucasian, you're a mixture of something.

I don't think you necessarily identify and believe in the motifs of the character, but you have to want to play it and want to commit to the lines.

Why do the good die? That only happened once.

I feel like when you're an artist and you first come out - people don't want you to be as creative as you could possibly be as a musician. More so they really want you to stick to something.

Honor your humanness and all of your feelings - the messy ones, the growing pains, the ache - because we can't have the dark without the light.

In many ways doth the full heart reveal The presence of the love it would conceal.

I think it's incredible because there were guys like (Willie) Mays and (Mickey) Mantle and Henry Aaron who were great players for ten years... I only had four or five good years.