You have escaped the cage. Your wings are stretched out. Now fly.
What do you do when your entire identity is destroyed in an instant? How do you cope when your whole life story turns out to bw wrong?
Your past is just a story. And once you realize this it has no power over you.
I always really curious to see how people interpret things. I know my version, and I'm kind of bored with my version so I want to see their version.
The photographer in my head says: Give me peace. Flash. Give me release. Flash.
Let's all embrace someone near us. Pick someone special to you. Tell this someone how you feel.
The only reason why we ask other people how their weekend was is so we can tell them about our own weekend.
He [Barack Obama] just seemed very firm about the change, and that's, like, his motto.
Constancy will always be the genius of love, the indication of that strength which constitutes the poet. A man should possess all women in his wife, like those squalid poetasters of the seventeenth century who made fair Irises and dazzling Chloes of their lowly Manons.
I don't know anything about anything. The only difference between then and now is this: I may know more than I used to but my wisdom pales in comparison to that which I have yet to learn
I think we're all sensitive; everyone has a certain way about themselves that people don't like to let their emotions out too often. I think people tend to suppress them and hold them in, so I think there's a bit of that in me.