One day we'll all be dead, and none of this will matter" -The Brightest Star in the Sky.

It was only when the salt water of my tears ran into my cuts and made them sting that I discovered I was crying.

Love is an emotion. It can't be seen or touched, and it is experienced differently by everyone, therefore it is difficult to measure.

I'd rather eat nothing than eat a carrot.

You will go on and meet someone else and I'll just be a chapter in your tale, but for me, you were, you are and you always will be, the whole story.

I am different when my nails are done. I am more dynamic. I gesticulate more, I am better at scaring my staff. I can indicate impatience by drumming on tabletops and I can wrap up a meeting with a few choice clatters.

Every day I wake up afraid that I won't be able to write, that today is the day it has left me.