What a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for and to do it so unconsciously.

I don’t know what it means to live.

...I've just been feeling insecure since I was 20, and that's all I've been trying to express. Now the entire world is feeling insecure.

Were the stars out when I left the house last evening? All I could remember was the couple in the Skyline listening to Duran Duran. Stars? Who remembers stars? Come to think of it, had I even looked up at the sky recently? Had the stars been wiped out of the sky three months ago, I wouldn’t have known.

What I want is for the two of us to meet somewhere by chance one day, like, passing on the street, or getting on the same bus.

As we go through life we gradually discover who we are, but the more we discover, the more we lose ourselves.

This may be the most important proposition revealed by history: At the time, no one knew what was coming.