Nowadays people know the price of everything and the value of nothing.
Sex is part of nature. I go along with nature.
Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It’s disgusting, and I can’t stop.
I stood still, vision blurring, and in that moment, I heard my heart break. It was a small, clean sound, like the snapping of a flower’s stem.
I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.
People worry about kids playing with guns, and teenagers watching violent videos; we are scared that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands – literally thousands – of songs about broken hearts and rejection and pain and misery and loss.
The truth is what I make it. I could set this world on fire and call it rain.
It ain’t what they call you, it’s what you answer to.
Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian any more than going to a garage makes you an automobile.
The reason I talk to myself is because I’m the only one whose answers I accept.
I would have come for you. And if I couldn’t walk, I’d crawl to you, and no matter how broken we were, we’d fight our way out together-knives drawn, pistols blazing. Because that’s what we do. We never stop fighting.
Anti-intellectualism has been a constant thread winding its way through our political and cultural life, nurtured by the false notion that democracy means that ‘my ignorance is just as good as your knowledge.’
The one thing that doesn’t abide by majority rule is a person’s conscience.
So it’s you and a syringe against the Capitol? See, this is why no one lets you make the plans.
Some people feel the rain. Others just get wet.
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