My arm was not what she needed, but the arm of someone else. My warmth was not what she needed, but the warmth of someone else.

Whatever it is you're seeking won't come in the form you're expecting.

If you do anything out of the ordinary, you can be sure someone, somewhere, will get upset.

I may not look it, but I can be a very patient guy. And killing time is one of my specialities.

...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.

No matter where i go, i still end up me. What's missing never changes. The scenery may change, but i'm still the same incomplete person. The same missing elements torture me with a hunger that i can never satisfy. I think that lack itself is as close as i'll come to defining myself.

What we call the present is given shape by an accumulation of the past.