“Maybe we become what we write about.”

How simple tomorrow seems when there is nothing worth remembering (about yesterday).

A simple love can be deeper than any ocean.

If you truly love someone, you’ll never get tired of meeting his soul all over again for the first time.

We feel so much and remember so little.

Sometimes forever is kept in a heartbeat of a second.

No love defines us as much as the losses we have made in its name.

Changes are important they are like the rain who washes away dead flowers to make space for new ones.

Sometimes I only fall in love with the moment itself not the people or places in it.

To know why you fell in love will never bring you back up.

To set free my ideas while the world was still building a cage was the biggest mistake I’ve ever made.

The only mistake about love is that life can’t remember it and the heart won’t find it.

My soul will forever be a home for your heart in a world of temporary love.

Love will leave you at some point but how it left will always stay.

Don’t let the scars on your heart define the way you love.

Love is like a wild rose; the thorns will only make your heart bleed if you touch it without care.

The edges of our heart hold the most beautiful memories.

What personality does it take to drive a car around a track 100 times or hit a ball back and forth. That’s not very personality is it?

You choose your friends by their character and your socks by their color.

I enjoy playing characters where the silence is loud.

When becoming a character, you have to steal. Steal whatever you see. You can even steal from other actors’ characterizations; but if you do, only steal from the best.

If you lose your wealth, you have lost nothing; if you lose your health, you have lost something; but if you lose your character, you have lost everything.

I wasn’t stealing cars at like, six. But I’ve always been bad.

We were a very crunchy, sort of hippie-dippy family.

I’m feminine, but I wouldn’t say that I’m girly in any way at all.