I love to see a young girl go out and grab the world by the lapels. Life's a bitch. You've got to go out and kick ass.
I don't know the question, but sex is definitely the answer.
The unexamined life is not worth living.
Above all, be the heroine of your life, not the victim.
Two possibilities exist: either we are alone in the Universe or we are not. Both are equally terrifying.
Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal.
Religion has actually convinced people that there's an invisible man living in the sky who watches everything you do, every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a special list of ten things he does not want you to do. And if you do any of these ten things, he has a special place, full of fire and smoke and burning and torture and anguish, where he will send you to live and suffer and burn and choke and scream and cry forever and ever 'til the end of time! But He loves you. He loves you, and He needs money! He always needs money! He's all-powerful, all-perfect, all-knowing, and all-wise, somehow just can't handle money!
Remember: the time you feel lonely is the time you most need to be by yourself. Life's cruelest irony.
It is said that your life flashes before your eyes just before you die. That is true, it's called Life.
People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.
It may be unfair, but what happens in a few days, sometimes even a single day, can change the course of a whole lifetime...
Life is pain, highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something.
It isn't what you have or who you are or where you are or what you are doing that makes you happy or unhappy. It is what you think about it.
It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you, because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it's so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn't coma back. You're left so alone that you can't explain. Damn, there's nothing like that, is there? I've been there and you have too. You're nodding your head.
Attitude is a choice. Happiness is a choice. Optimism is a choice. Kindness is a choice. Giving is a choice. Respect is a choice. Whatever choice you make makes you. Choose wisely.
If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were.
Life's under no obligation to give us what we expect.
Sometimes our light goes out, but is blown again into instant flame by an encounter with another human being.
Unbeing dead isn't being alive.
How many slams in an old screen door? Depends how loud you shut it. How many slices in a bread? Depends how thin you cut it. How much good inside a day? Depends how good you live 'em. How much love inside a friend? Depends how much you give 'em.