You can't stand up to the night until you understand what's hiding in its shadows.

I've always been interested in the outsider.

I don't want to live in the kind of world where we don't look out for each other. Not just the people that are close to us, but anybody who needs a helping hand. I cant change the way anybody else thinks, or what they choose to do, but I can do my bit.

I hate the thought of her being forced into a box that doesn't fit her. Of having her wings cut off, her sight blinded, her hearing muted, her voice stilled.

What I want to do is travel deep and deeper into the dreamlands, to find that place that I know is waiting for me here. My home.

Life is like art. You have to work hard to keep it simple and still have meaning.

I finally figured out that I’m solitary by nature, but at the same time I know so many people; so many people think they own a piece of me. They shift and move under my skin, like a parade of memories that simply won’t go away. It doesn’t matter where I am, or how alone--I always have such a crowded head.