Maybe self-improvement isn't the answer, maybe self-destruction is the answer.

Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep...wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you....The one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her.'

We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.

I want to find something else, unknowable, some place that's not on the map. A real adventure.

Put a gun to my head and paint the wall with my brains.

Without animals, there would be no humanity. In a world of just people, people will mean nothing . . .

Somehow people have been sold on the idea that only professionals can entertain them, that only professionals can sing or tell jokes. And people are cut out of this creativity loop, and creativity is being limited to these large, centralized voices.