Only after disaster can we be resurrected.

Anything pretty,' Claire will tell you, 'it's only for sale because no one wants it.

Hey, you created me! I didn't create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility!

Here are the shadows left behind by a thousand moments, a thousand moods, of needs traced here on the wall by men who are gone. Here is the record of their being here.

Somehow it seems wrong to photograph a blind person. It’s like stealing something valuable they don’t even know they own.

I say never be complete, I say stop being perfect, I say let... lets evolve, let the chips fall where they may.

HELLO! Look at me. HELLO! I am so ZEN. This is BLOOD. This is NOTHING. Hello. Everything is nothing, and it's so cool to be ENLIGHTENED. Like me.