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

This is how it is with insomnia. Everything is so far away, a copy of a copy of a copy. The insomnia distance of everything, you can't touch anything and nothing can touch you.

Everything is funnier in retrospect, funnier and prettier and cooler. You can laugh at anything from far enough away.

Shotgunning anybody in this room would be the moral equivalent of killing a car, a Barbie doll, a vacuum cleaner. We're all such products.

I need to rebel against myself. It's the opposite of following your bliss. I need to do what I most fear.

It's not enough to be numbered with the grains of sand on the beach and the stars in the sky.

Find joy in everything you choose to do. Every job, relationship, home... it's your responsibility to love it, or change it.