You don't have to follow anybody's rules.

I can run fast when I want to run fast, and I've always been good at destroying things.

Love is love. It doesn't matter how or who you love. I don't believe the messiah would condemn gay men and women.

The one word love means too little for what it is. It doesn't communicate even a fraction of the feelings involved. Love. The word is not enough for what it is. Love. Love.

I felt like I had lost something. But not something silly, like my keys or my gum; more like my arm or my foot, something that really mattered. Like something that I could live without, but would make life much harder if it were missing. And life is hard enough. Life is hard enough with everything we're given.

And loss of control is always the source of fear. It is also, however, always the source of change.

People don't want to accept the responsibility for their own weakness, so they place the blame on something that they're not responsible for, like disease or genetics.