We can spend our lives letting the world tell us who we are. Sane or insane. Saints or sex addicts. Heroes or victims. Letting history tell us how good or bad we are. Letting our past decide our future. Or we can decide for ourselves. And maybe it's our job to invent something better.
You almost always tell yourself that you are loving someone when instead you are using him. It is only apparently love.
You can discover new pain every time you find out something that you more or less already know about.
The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.
It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.
There is an infity of ways of committing suicide without dying.
Do you know why most survivors of the Holocaust are vegan? It's because they know what it's like to be treated like an animal.
"What you are moment after moment" said Brandy "is only history".
The only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open.