We are terrible for each other, and, yes, we are a disaster. But tell me your heart doesn't race for a hurricane or a burning building. I'd rather die terrified than live forever.

If we couldn't carry our dead inside us, we would be empty.

The family that prays together, still probably dies in the fire.

It doesn't matter if the glass is half full or half empty. I am gonna drink it through this crazy straw.

I want to make something, and I want people to know I made it.

I'd rather die terrified than live forever.

Depression is like slashing at ghosts. Of course it's tempting to finally cut something real.