We labored under the pretense that nothing had changed when everything had, and I understood him, but i no longer knew him.

You know what they say. Best revenge is looking good, right?

Does madness bring creativity? Or does creativity cause madness? Can an artist create without the ups so high and the downs so low?

There is so much freedom in not having to choose.

One must have sorrow to truly appreciate joy.

You know what the best part of the stars is?" "What's that?" "They're the same no matter what sky you're standing under. I mean...yeah, they might move or look like they're in a different place, but they're the same stars." "Yeah? So?" "So even if you're apart from someone you want to be with, you can look up at the stars and know they're looking at the same ones.

Knowing what you need doesn't always mean you know how to get it, though. I'd spent a long time hiding in my cave. No matter how much I might want to come out into the light, I knew it would hurt my eyes. I was a fool. A fool, but nevertheless too smart not to know I was the architect of my own demise, that it was time to put my past behind me. It was time to stop allowing the white elephants to stand unspoken of in my living room.