Life has its own flavor.
Choices determine character.
Making mistakes is part of learning to choose well. No way around it. Choices are thrust upon us, and we don't always get things right. Even postponing or avoiding a decision can become a choice that carries heavy consequences. Mistakes can be painful-sometimes they cause irrevocable harm-but welcome to Earth. Poor choices are part of growing up, and part of life. You will make bad choices, and you will be affected by the poor choices of others. We must rise above such things.
Causes have a way of tainting your reason until a person takes much bigger risks than sanity would otherwise allow.
Any simpleton can speak with confidence. Sometimes the greatest fools have the most bravado.
Try as we might to postpone them, days of reckoning inevitably arrive.
Not kill us," Pigeon corrected. "She was mainly just trying to turn us into mindless slaves.
Everyone discusses my art and pretends to understand, as if it were necessary to understand, when it is simply necessary to love.
Arithmetic is the death of story.
I don't have any plans to pursue film acting. It's not my thing anymore, if it ever was. Yes, I do still act sometimes. But when I do, it's with people I know and trust, people who respect me as a person and appreciate what I have to offer.
A wave of blood goes up to my head, my stomach shrinks together, as if something dangerous has just missed hitting me. It's as if I've been caught stealing, or telling a lie; or as if I've heard other people talking about me, saying bad things about me, behind my back. There's the same flush of shame, of guilt and terror, and of cold disgust with myself. But I don't know where these feelings have come from, what I've done.