Anybody's true nature is bullshit. There is no human soul. Emotion is bullshit. Love is bullshit.

Potassium cyanide," says the talent wrangler as she leans over to pick up a paper napkin off the floor. "Found naturally in the cassava or manioc roots native to Africa, used to tint architectural blueprints in the form of the deep-blue pigment known as Prussian blue. Hence the shade 'cyan' blue.

Our purest form of joy comes when people we envy get hurt. That most genuine form of joy.

Stop trying to control everything and just let go! LET GO!

I don't remember the hotel rooms or the airports but I always remember the events.

People don't want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas. Their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their messed cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just the big scary unknown.

I came to Party Crashing because accidents happen. People you love will die. Nothing you treasure will last forever. And I need to accept and embrace that fact.