“I suddenly realize that I’m naked, which shouldn’t bother me since it’s the phone, but for some reason it does. “How’s it hanging?” Kyra asks and now I think I’m blushing. It’s just an expression, but jeez!”

Jazz hadn’t given her many details of exactly what life in the Dent house had been like, but he’d told her enough that she knew it wasn’t hearts and flowers. Well, except for the occasional heart cut from a chest. And the kind of flowers you send to funerals.

We humans have the capacity to wreak horrors on each other. But we also have the capacity to survive those horrors.

You don’t break up with someone just because of an argument, Josh. At least, I don’t.

Medicine cabinets are dangerous. Those doors, man. They’ll just spring on you like a ninja.

We can know what love is. It´s adults who have forgotten, so they cling to their poor substitute and yell at kids who dare to live with real love. Pure Love. Love without compromise or distraction.

Anger was a waste of time and energy. Anger was useless.”Anger” was the label given to the emotion that accomplished nothing.

Josh Mendel has a secret. Unfortunately, everyone knows what it is.

Unreal. I’m feeling nostalgic for something that happened less than twenty-four hours ago. This has got to be a record.

Yes,” Howie said solemnly. “I can teach you how to be more ‘street’”. “For God’s sake…” “Or is it ‘urban’? I can’t remember. Anyway, I can teach you, grasshopper. Or hip-hopper.

You don’t swing at any pitch. You swing at the ones you can hit.

And what? Accidentally cuts off three fingers postmortem? ‘Oops, oh, no, my girlfriend just died! Clumsy me, in trying to perform CPR, I chopped off some fingers! Guess I’ll just take them with me…. Oh, darn, where did that middle finger go?

Are you stalking me, Mr. Fulton?” The idea both amused and horrified Jazz.

Homecoming’s stupid.” And it is. Buch of kids looking for excuses to grope eachother all night.

Yes, pain meant life. But the symmetric property did not apply; Life did not mean pain.

Anger and hatred, when left unfed, bleed away like air from a punctured tire, over time and days and years. Forgiveness is stealth.

This is why I forgive, but I don’t forget. When you forget someone, the forgiveness doesn’t mean anything anymore.

I have to respect my life, and free expression is part of my life. I can never really silence myself.

Freedom of expression is a very essential condition for me to make any art. Also, it is an essential value for my life. I have to protect this right and also to fight for the possibility.

My definition of art has always been the same. It is about freedom of expression, a new way of communication. It is never about exhibiting in museums or about hanging it on the wall.

My definition of art has always been the same. It is about freedom of expression. I don’t think anybody can separate art from politics. The intention to separate [the two] is itself a very political intention.

My definition of art has always been the same. It is about freedom of expression, a new way of communication. It is never about exhibiting in museums or about hanging it on the wall. Art should live in the heart of the people.

I think it’s a responsibility for any artist to protect freedom of expression and to use any way to extend this power.

Through my work and ways of expression, I strive to engage in dialogue with the society that I am living in.

You need a purpose to express yourself, but that expression is its own purpose.