My belief in ghosts swings with the wind. But my belief that the cemetery felt happy and not sad-I've never changed my mind about that.

If a life goes down the toilet, it comes out in a river and meets the sea.

But not hurting people and knowing how to get along with people, ... they're different.

Don't tell people you care about them when all you really care about is getting your own way.

You're in my personal space, so get out of it.

People can love their lies, tell their lies, believe their own lies until hell pays a visit.

Everyone who doesn't want to believe in supernormal powers says the people who experience them are psycho. What the hell kind of a world is this if all magic moments are psychotic?