Where every day doesn't start with an alarm clock and end with the television.

People are all over the world telling their one dramatic story and how their life has turned into getting over this one event. Now their lives are more about the past than their future.

We'll be remembered more for what we destroy than what we create.

What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.

Did perpetual happiness in the Garden of Eden maybe get so boring that eating the apple was justified?

Imagine how you’d feel if your whole life turned into a job you couldn’t stand.

If you ask me, reincarnation is just another way to procrastinate.