Ideals are peaceful. History is violent.

There's peace in understanding that I have only one life, here and now, and I'm responsible.

I think happiness is overrated. Satisfied, at peace-those would be more realistic goals.

Your shame will be your torture, and your torture will be your life. I wish it long.

It may be a brief interruption - just a few seconds - but what if someone sitting near you is trying to make a decent bootleg? Did you ever think of that? Now all those street-corner copies are permanently defiled by your so-called 'emergency.' Don't be so damn selfish.

Religion works. I know there's comfort there, a crash pad. It's something to explain the world and tell you there is something bigger than you, and it is going to be alright in the end. It works because it's comforting. I grew up believing in it, and it worked for me in whatever my little personal high school crisis was, but it didn't last for me.

Actions speak louder than words, and it's no more true than with your kids.