I always pushed myself. Whenever I felt I needed to stop, I made myself run faster.

The first day of the rest of my life, and I’m not sure I want to be here. I know I should be thanking somebody for this, but I really don’t feel like it. Instead, I wish they hadn’t bothered.

There's a fine line between love and hate.Love frees a soul and in the same breath can sometimes suffocate it.

I was the life and she was the soul of every party.

It’s not easy remembering the good times.

Tonight I'm happy. I will worry about tomorrow when tomorrow comes. But I'm getting there.

Decide where and when you want to write. I like space, and silence is an inspiration to me.