I guess that's how death works. It doesn't matter if we're ready or not. It just happens.

The only thing that lasts longer than a friend's love is the stupidity that keeps us from knowing any better.

Sometimes old things need to go away. That way, we have room for the new things that come into our lives.

Ed Wood served a great purpose - mainly making writers feel better about their work.

Being prepared for loss is never the same as being ready for it.

In the end, we decide if we're remembered for what happened to us or for what we did with it.

Why do we have to wait for special moments to say nice things or tell people we care about them?