Some people are born for the city. I'm not one of them.
If you're not going to get any wiser, what's the point of getting older?
How long can a man live on the outside before he loses his ability to love? How long before there's no more hope?
Sometimes the best part in life is an accident that goes right.
Some of us aren't meant to belong. Some of us have to turn the world upside down and shake the hell out of it until we make our own place in it.
Understanding someone, and loving him despite that understanding, is a trait more often found in angels than in mankind.