There are worse things you can do to the people you love than kill them. The regular way is just to watch the world do it. Just read the newspaper.

Am I sleeping? Have I slept at all? This is insomnia.

These days, most of the people you hear laughing are dead.

I want to have your abortion.

Our real discoveries come from chaos, from going to the place that looks wrong and stupid and foolish.

At That Moment, it seemed the whole world cared what happened to him. All those people were hugging him and petting his hair. Everybody asked if he was okay. It seemed that moment would last forever. That you had to risk your life to get love. You had to get right to the edge of death to ever be saved.

May I never be complete. May I never be content. May I never be perfect.