Picture anybody growing up so stupid he didn't know that hope is just another phase you'll grow out of.

I suppose it’s comfort, perhaps a sense of self-control, doing worse things to yourself than the world will ever dare inflict.

When you're an addict, you can go without feeling anything except drunk or stoned or hungry. Still, when you compare this to other feelings, to sadness, anger, fear, worry, despair, and depression, well, an addiction no longer looks so bad. It looks like a very viable option.

Reality means you live until you die. The real truth is nobody wants reality.

You can’t fool people into loving you.

I always really curious to see how people interpret things. I know my version, and I'm kind of bored with my version so I want to see their version.

How folks lay claim to a loved one is they give you a name of their own. They figure to label you as their property.