What people forget is a journey to nowhere starts with a single step, too.

It's not living alone if you keep a rifle under the bed.

As the stupidest person in the room, I always had the most to gain.

Skin, bones, blood and organs transplant from person to person. Even what’s inside you already, the colonies of microbes and bugs that eat your food for you, without them you’d die. Nothing of you is all-the-way yours. All of you is inherited. Whatever you’re thinking, a million other folks are thinking. Whatever you do, they’re doing, and none of you is responsible. All of you is a cooperative effort.

We live and we die and anything else is just a delusion.

You'll need to suffer to make any real art.

In a world where vows are worthless.Where making a pledge means nothing. Where promises are made to be broken, it would be nice to see words come back into power.