Polite strangers often tell soothing lies about our physical appearance that prevent many of us from facing, discussing and solving our real problems.
There is nothing quite so delightfully mysterious as a secret in your own backyard.
There are times when the mind is dealt such a blow it hides itself in insanity. While this may not seem beneficial, it is. There are times when reality is nothing but pain, and to escape that pain the mind must leave reality behind.
Only a fool worries over what he can’t control.
So yes. It had flaws, but what does that matter when it comes to matters of the heart? We love what we love. Reason does not enter into it. In many ways, unwise love is the truest love. Anyone can love a thing because. That's as easy as putting a penny in your pocket. But to love something despite. To know the flaws and love them too. That is rare and pure and perfect.
When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.
Do not mistake me for my mask. You see light dappling on the water and forget the deep, cold dark beneath.
Art is a never-ending dance of illusions.
That's what we're here on this Earth for, to help others.
Every time we hit an air pocket and the plane dropped about five hundred feet (leaving my stomach in my mouth) I vowed to give up sex, bacon, and air travel if I ever made it back to terra firma in one piece.
There's a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line.