... going out late at night and laying in the dewy field and reading a Kurt Vonnegut book by moonlight.

The only way out of the labyrinth of suffering is to forgive.

What you must understand about me is that I’m a deeply unhappy person.

Y'all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die.

We need never be hopeless because we can never be irreperably broken.

They love their hair because they're not smart enough to love something more interesting.

Why don’t we break up? I guess I stay with her because she stays with me. And that’s not an easy thing to do.

I wanted to be one of those people who have streaks to maintain, who scorch the ground with their intensity. But for now, at least I knew such people, and they needed me, just like comets need tails.

At some point we all look up and realize we are lost in a maze.

Night falls fast. Today is in the past.

I'm really not up for answering any questions that start with how, when, where, why or what.

You cannot be lonely if you like the person you're alone with.

Compulsive behavior occurs when the urge to act out is greater than our will to say no. Recovery then, is the process of reversing that equation.

All jobs are created in direct proportion to the amount of capital employed.

Trusting too much to others care is the ruin of many.

Charity provides crumbs from the table; justice offers a place at the table.

Will: Have you ever seen what happens to someone with demon pox? First it lies dormant. One begins to turn yellow and green. Then the swelling sets in - Jem: THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS DEMON POX.

To grieve over sin is one thing, to repent is another.

I first had a version of this at a Japanese monastery during a silent retreat-don't ask, it's a long story.

How we lie to ourselves when we've fallen in love with the wrong man.

Facts interest me less than the trailing smoke of stories.