“Nothing makes you feel more stupid than finding out you were wrong when you thought you were loved.”

Surgery is just stabbing in a courteous environment

Remember you love writing. It wouldn’t be worth it if you didn’t. If the love fades, do what you need to and get it back.

Have more humility. Remember you don’t know the limits of your own abilities. Successful or not, if you keep pushing beyond yourself, you will enrich your own life – and maybe even please a few strangers.

Read. As much as you can. As deeply and widely and nourishingly and ­irritatingly as you can. And the good things will make you remember them, so you won’t need to take notes.

We are not all connected. We are bags of skin. We are all separate bags of thinking skin.

Write. No amount of self-inflicted misery, altered states, black pullovers or being publicly obnoxious will ever add up to your being a writer. Writers write. On you go.

I wanted “Champion” to accompany that whole growth situation, ’cause I feel like, if you go overtime, you will become a champion.

Arrogance is despised by God because no one has the right to feel superior to another when all are equally dependent on Him for everything.

I just want to feel as much as I can, it’s what soul is all about.

When we cannot cure or save a life, our patients can at least feel cared for. It should be a basic human right.

I’m not sure what Essiac does to extend cancer survival, and for all we know it may not have this effect.

Racing is the only time I feel whole.

Life is too damn short and [screwed] up to go through it silently loving someone and never telling them how you feel. [Screw]

That story hit me right, man. I know no guy ever made me feel as good as an audience. I’m really far into this now, really committed.