I like to think there's more to a person than just one thing.

To hell with tomorrow. To hell with all problems and barriers. Nothing matters but the Spectacular Now.

Childhood was a fantastic country to live in.

Beauty’s all around me right here. It’s not in a textbook. It’s not in an equation. I mean, take the sunlight … The colors flow into your lungs, into your bloodstream. You are the colors.

Besides, it doesn't matter if it's real. It never does with dreams. They aren't anything anyway but lifesavers to cling to so you don't drown. Life is an ocean, and most everyone's hanging on to some kind of dream to keep afloat.

It's fine to live in the now. But the best thing about now is that there's another one tomorrow. I'm going to start making them count.

Boredom is only for boring people with no imagination.