Nobody's told me anything to date that I've been completely reviled by.
Because nothing is as good as you can imagine it. No one is as beautiful as she is in your head. Nothing is as exciting as your fantasy.
We'll be remembered more for what we destroy than what we create.
The lower you fall, the higher you'll fly. The farther you run, the more God wants you back.
My inventory of people who can save me is down to just me.
You realize that there's no point in doing anything if nobody's watching. You wonder, if there had been a low turnout at the crucifixion, would they have rescheduled?