Everyone holds a certain type of power. For young people, it's their youth, their attractiveness, and their energy. But they're terrified that as those qualities fade, what are they going to replace that form of power with?

I wish I had the courage not to fight and doubt everything... I wish, just once, I could say, 'This. This is good enough. Just because I choose it.

As an artist you organize your life so that you get a chance to paint, a window of time, but that's no guarantee you'll create anything worth all your effort. You're always haunt by the idea you're wasting your life.

The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.

I'm sorry if this all seems a little rushed and desperate. It is.

New carpet will exude poisonous formaldehyde for up to two years after it'd been laid. I know the feeling.

The things you used to own, now they own you.