When the hourglass shatters and time stands still, all you have is your heart's desire to fulfill.

You can spend your life trying to get people interested in you and not make a single friend, or you could be interested in others and make all the friends in the world. On this note, who is the richer man? He who has the money or he who has a friend?

I'm tired of pretending to be who I'm not. I'm tired of hiding things in my past that I DON'T regret. I'm tired of smiling. This isn't my life. This isn't me. I vanished long ago, and I doubt I will ever return.

Quite often, the ability to create art through the mind is a curse rather than a gift; there is nothing so terrifying and beautiful as an over-colorful imagination.