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.

Who can really distinguish between the sea and what's reflected in it? Or tell the difference between the falling rain and loneliness?

Mental acuity was never born from comfortable circumstances.

In this world, there are things you can only do alone, and things you can only do with somebody else. It's important to combine the two in just the right amount.

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

I stare at this ceaseless, rushing crowd and imagine a time a hundred years from now. In a hundred years everybody here-me included-will have disappeared from the face of the earth and turned into ashes or dust. A weird thought, but everything in front of me starts to seem unreal, like a gust of wind could blow it all away.

You know what it’s like when you’re trying to fall asleep and it only makes you more wide awake?