sometimes it's better to be with the devil u know than the angel u didn't know
Humans waste words. They toss them like banana peels and leave them to rot. Everyone knows the peels are the best part.
I like colorful tales with black beginnings and stormy middles and cloudless blue-sky endings. But any story will do.
When I'm drawing a picture, I feel. . . quiet inside.
Death's gruesome face taunts: soulless eyes, crimson grimace. I really hate clowns.
Especially when you're faced with hard times, you need to remember that life is either tragedy or comedy. For me, that's what the magic is. Life has remarkable, surprising moments that get you through the hard times.
Humans. Violent but peace-loving. Passionate but cerebral. Humane but cruel. Impulsive but calculating. Generous but selfish. And yet, somehow I knew that they represented the best hope of the galaxy.
It's kind of like a midlife crisis kind of thing. When you turn 40, you have to run the marathon, while all the parts still work properly.
I think that after the first time you give your heart away, you never get it back. The rest of your life is just you pretending that you still have a heart.
I coach young people. I have a group called BTP - Broadway Theatre Project.
Picture it in your mind's nostril: you get in a cab in time to catch twin thugs named Vomit and Cologne assaulting a defenseless pine-tree air freshener.